Subject: Romance Novel

He grasped me firmly but gently just above my elbow and
guided me into a room, his room. Then he quietly shut the
door and we were alone. He approached me soundlessly,
from behind, and spoke in a low, reassuring voice close to my
ear...... "Just relax."

Without warning, he reached down and I felt his strong,
calloused hands start at my ankles, gently probing, and
moving upward along my calves slowly but steadily. My
breath caught in my throat. I knew I should be afraid, but
somehow I didn't care. His touch was so experienced, so
sure. When his hands moved up onto my thighs, I gave a
slight shudder, and partly closed my eyes. My pulse was
pounding. I felt his knowing fingers caress my abdomen, my
ribcage. And then, as he cupped my firm, full breasts in his
hands, I inhaled sharply. Probing, searching, knowing what
he wanted, he brought his hands to my shoulders, slid them
down my tingling spine and into my panties. Although I knew
nothing about this man, I felt oddly trusting and expectant.

This is a man, I thought. A man used to taking charge. A man
not used to taking `no' for an answer. A man who would tell
me what he wanted. A man who would look into my soul and
say.....








"Okay, ma'am," said a voice. "All done. You can board your
flight now."