We climbed in the truck and took off down the logging road. The night air rushed in on my naked body through the open window, cooling the heat of my long hot night of pain and pleasure. By the time we stopped just shy of Rose Wrights stone house, I was shivering cold.
Are we going in? I asked.
Yep.
But your moms up. I could see her in the window, typing away with utter fervor. Her long grey hair had been loosened from the tight bun she usually wore and was now draped almost sensuously about her shoulders. She really was a very erotic woman.
Shell never know, Jack said, although he undid the handcuffs from behind me and relocked them in front. Throwing a blanket over my shoulders, he let me inside the house. I suppose I was covered enough should she have seen me, but just lik
