Lani Walker was still flushed with the exertion of her
passionate love-making, when she and Bob wandered down to the
Village about 20 minutes later. It had been so wonderful, the
feel of coarse grass on her naked body, the hot sun standing high
overhead, the magnificent body of her boyfriend drawing from her
every ounce of her sexual energies. They often made love in the
middle of the day, and they never tired of the infinite ways they
used their fresh young bodies together, ways which, before she had
met Bob, Lani had never even suspected existed.
They ambled …