Tag: she
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FRUIT OF THE LOOM
His big hands would never be able to string up the intricate spindles, though she welcomed the attention of those capable hands on other occasions. His strong legs could push the treadles faster but he adored the shapely toned thighs and calves constantly pedalling the loom gave her. They each had their field of expertise:…
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SOMEWHERE
The wind whipped her loose hair around her face as the small fishing boat chugged slowly out of the bay. It was calm in the sheltered harbour but ahead in the wide open vista they could see billowing clouds and showers of rain. A rainbow arched over the skyline where the contrasting weather fronts met.…
Iain Kelly 