TEMPTATION

In the starlight I could see her fingers lying against her blue dress, the curve of her breasts, the clear-cut profile of her young face.

"We've got so much to talk about," I said desperately. "I just don't want for you to go away. There's nothing left if you leave me now". She smiled and turned her face towards me. She was so young, so delicate, I hardly dared to touch her.

She laid her head down on my shoulder, and presently she said: "Jim, you can do anything you like with me." Her dress was fastened with a zipper.

She began to unzip it, and then I saw it was too tight around her hips, breasts and waist. Then she was in her slip and lying in my arms, and I never knew before how well-formed she was, the round breasts gleaming in the starlight, the long curve of her throat, the legs so white that even in a closed car with only the thin starlight streaming in they seemed to be blinding, Somehow we crawled into the back of the car...