Man, young men are seductive. An arm placed across my shoulders, a face turned toward mine. “Jane . . .” There was that smile, the one they give you when they want something, these boys, a smile full of sparkle and charm like sunlight in your heart.
Man, young men are seductive. An arm placed across my shoulders, a face turned toward mine. “Jane . . .” There was that smile, the one they give you when they want something, these boys, a smile full of sparkle and charm like sunlight in your heart.