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Dalton rode across the sunlit meadow. The sound of rushing water caught his attention, and he stopped his horse and dismounted. A refreshing drink was just what he needed after a long day's ride. He pushed through a ring of shrubbery and stopped. The sight before him took his breath away.
A golden-haired maiden stood washing herself in a small bathing pool. The sunlight sparkled off her long, wavy locks as she moved. He grinned and ducked behind a tree to watch. His appointment with King Maxwell could wait; this rosy-skinned naked woman was much more interesting.
The curvy young woman splashed water on her chest, and her nipples perked to attention. She dipped a bar of soap into the water, then began lathering her breasts.
He swallowed hard as she tweaked her soapy right nipple, then toyed with the other one. Who was this girl? Had she no shame?
A stirring in his loins caused him to clasp the branch in front of him. After his last emotionally disastrous relationship, he had taken a vow of abstinence until he found a woman worthy to be his bride. But seeing this nubile girl sparked his lust. He closed his eyes and tried to calm his racing heart. The noble action would be to let her bathe in private, but what harm could come from peeking a little?
Posted April 12, 2011
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