Chapter Twenty Nine
Alex gazed longingly at Laurie’s nude body as she knelt on the floor of the workshop. Her arms hung limply at her sides, giving him an interrupted view of her splendid breasts.
What a contrast from Tyra’s adolescent little buds!
Physically, the two women could not have been more different, Tyra, lean and hard, Laurie, soft and round – descriptions that aptly fitted their personalities too.
In a couple of hour’s-time he would be driving back to Boston, and he wanted to drink in as much of her nakedness as possible before he went. Actually he would have preferred to see Tyra again but Vang had locked her away somewhere inside Booker Hall. Alex didn’t want to know what was happening to her right now, but the image of her coupled with Vang kept forcing itself into his
