(Part Two)Alone at last Layla stands at the entrance to the grass roofed hut (aka boma), her slender body clad in a white t-shirt, jeans and hiking boots, her long dark hair tied up in a pony tail. She smiles welcoming at the tourists as they file past he...
Layla opens her green eyes and looks up at the ceiling. Sunday morning, and she cannot turn aroundand go back to sleep. Mild irritation wells up inside her. For a moment she is tempted just to pull the covers up over her head and shut the world out until...
Katy closed her eyes, a soft sigh escaping her full lips. The overwhelming pleasure of feeling his hands running trails over her body making her shiver. His lips following where his hands were, the kisses leaving her body feeling like it was on fire. She...
