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
Walk Into Work
I had a little extra time for my walk into work on Friday so I took a few fotos of a couple of the sites along the way. I walk down and up Tecolote (the foto with the steps winding up) everyday. In 1 of the fotos you can see Pipila high above the city and the headlights of a car in one of Guanajuato's many tunnels. Guanajuto is a very beautiful city for walking. The foto from above town is taken from Tecolote.
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