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MAURICE'S POV

I looked at Glenda. She was sleeping so peacefully. It took a lot of restraint from me not to wake her up and take her again as I watched the slow rise and fall of bare breasts.

The night, as it was becoming a usual occurrence, had been filled with love and passion, deep intense passion.

Glenda was an eager lover. She was in perfect sync with me, matching my energy in every dimension I morphed our love making to. A passionate young lover that could sexually satisfy me.

I felt myself growing again just at the thought of our romp last night. I smiled to myself and got up. I looked out the floor-to-ceiling glass window in my room that allowed me to see the lake. Only this room had this view.

The first night I made love to Glenda in my room and not hers, she had been so fascinated by the view even though she had seen the lake a thousand times. She was one hell of a nature lover.

It was still dark. The skies shone with twinkling stars and a beautiful crescent moon that seeme