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Podcast: The Personal History, Adventures, Experiences & Observations of Peter Leroy
Episode: 🎧 253: She let her hand . . .
Description:      She let her hand drop onto Luther’s leg, and she allowed it to slip a couple of inches downward along the inside of his thigh. Luther was surprised. He looked at Lorna. The color was high in her cheeks. He kissed the blush along her cheekbone. She couldn’t trust herself to say or do anything, so she just kept looking upward, at the stars. Luther talked on, but his voice had become merely a low mumble, a part of the evening sounds on Lake Serenity: whispering breeze, lapping wavelets, chirping crickets, mumbling Luther. Lorna was paying no attention...