Short hair Stories

Ramón stopped in his tracks as he exited the hallway on his way from the back of the house toward the kitchen. There was Luisa, statue-still, gazing out into the yard from their dining room window through the thin slits in the blinds she had apparently opened just a touch. Completely nude. Ramón could have been forgiven for not recognizing her if he saw her elsewhere. Though pausing for a long look, he was intimately acqu...