attempt

The night wind has the scent of freshly harvest grains stacked in the field to dry out in the hot sun. Cleo wandered in the greeting area of the old weather worn building enjoy the touch of the night’s cool finger caressing her skin through her silken wrap. Her lithe body moved with the grace...

Here goes nothin'

I apologize if my last attachment wasn't allowed. Now, I'll try again. Like I said before it's my first post, don't know the filesize limit for attachement, started with something small. It's nothing exactly new, but enjoy it if you haven't seen it.