Taffeta Torment XI
When Jason awoke in Margaret's flat, the sun was streaming through the lace curtains of his bedroom. As his eyes grew accustomed to the harsh light, he noticed the soft, sumptuous surroundings of the room he had been sleeping in. Ivory satin sheets were draped all over his naked body while a pink satin duvet kept in the warmth that he was experiencing this morning. He felt perfumed and dainty as he climbed out of the bed and walked gingerly across the lush carpet that adorned the...