PRIMROSE

“Have you ever gotten a happy ending, Primrose?”

She smiled as she lay on her belly, listening to that deep voice, a voice she had dreamed so much about, and doubted she would ever hear again.

“It was offered at a spa in Peru.” She responded.

His fingers gliding on her oiled back, stopped.

“You are not wondering whether I took it, are you?’ She arched her back and his fingers resumed moving, sliding down the edges of her spine. It felt so good, her body ...