valyrianpoem:And she laughed a free, delightful laugh - everything was delightful about this little
valyrianpoem:And she laughed a free, delightful laugh - everything was delightful about this little woman. This hand, small and strong, smelled of suntan. His heart froze, thrilled and frightened by the thought that after a whole month spent lying on the hot sand under the southern sun, she was probably all firm and tan beneath that light cotton dress. Ivan Bunin “Sunstroke”. -- source link
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