He looked at her lying there, entranced by her sensuous curves,
her golden glow. But it was her voice that really moved him—sometimes soft and sexy, sometimes wild with abandon. Whatever his mood, she matched it.
He lifted her lovingly to his lips. Tonight they would make beautiful music together. Harry and his trumpet.
Sunday, March 21, 2010
More 3 Wheelers
I went back to Irapuato on Friday to place our order for the wood for our roof. Just like always more 3 wheelers everywhere. It was very, very windy so the preferred way of moving these giants is pushing.