"It is good to see you, Princess," comes his deep voice from close beside my ear. I feel my pigtail being lifted. "I note that my simple little woodland nymph has gained a new decoration on her lovely self. A nice match for the one that sits so gaily on her hip, I must say." "Yes, Richard, I will explain soon ... But right now I want to sleep, just a little bit more ... Mmmmzzzzzzzz." I do slip back into a lovely sleep, but gradually, I reluctantly come back into full consciousness. I reflect, as my senses return, that I have never before shared simple slumber with this Richard Allen as I have done with others of my acquaintance ... Jaimy ... Joseph ... Jean-Paul ... and, well, never mind. Hmmm ... funny, that. Oh well, chalk up yet another bedmate to my wild and wanton ways, and I must say the past night was quite pleasant. Yes, he did kiss me and I did kiss him back, but then I did fall asleep in his fond embrace and awakened only now in that same warm entanglement of arms and legs and nearness of bodies...
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