Off Season At The Winery
The tourist season was finally over. Harvest completed, the crush over, and the wine fermenting nicely. It was late Tuesday and the tasting room deserted. That's when you walked through the door. Your hair, once a brilliant auburn, now a pale rust color, perfectly styled and complimented by a chocolate brown, full length skirt and an ivory silk blouse.. You oozed class.The way you entered, it was obvious that you were a woman who knew what you wanted, and how to get it. I stared intently at...
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