"Sandra." His hand cupped her cheek, and Sandra turned her face into his palm. "Lovely Sandra. You have never been kissed before today, have you?"
"Could you tell? Did I do it badly?"
"You did it sweetly," he told her. "As sweetly as any innocent girl could ever return a kiss."
"It was wrong. I ought to be ashamed."
"And are you? he asked.
"No," she whispered. "And my very lack of shame makes me ashamed. I mean------" she bit her lip in a confusion, until he put a finger on that lip and rubbed it with a softly sensual touch.
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Romance"Sweet Sandra," he said. "I want you to promise you will tell no one that you have seen me. It is vitally important that no one knows I am here." "I promise." She said at once. "But-----" "Not another word," he said. "I saw you come here...
