I like that superb dress, it reminds me of a story, but let me get you your drink first.” Zelda was a bit startled at the curious courtesy of her son, he normally wasn’t so thoughtful. “Oh yes he did!” exclaimed Zach, who had been waiting for her to raise the issue. Ok XXX He took the glass and when he returned he was also carrying a couple of books. . . . . Right then, he vowed that this was the way he would paint her. “John stroked Virginie with the clean dry brush,” Zach narrated, “then he gave her dirty strokes in her damp bush!”
She was in a blur of fantasy and real desire; between a dream like fugue and an alcoholic haze and a turned-on trance.
Actors:
Marsha May
