MICHAEL R THOMASChapter 21
Fantine was in bed with me. Wow ... did she look great with her shoulder length dark-brown hair! She was wrapped around me asleep with her head on my chest. I put my hands in her hair feeling how soft it felt. Her eyes opened, and she looked up at me. “I love you,” she said to me. Smelling chili, we got up, dressed, kissed for a few moments, and then walked into the kitchen. Both ladies were busy making cucumber salad to go with the it. I watched as they added sliced red onions, a whole...