For your reading pleasure, Tempest presents yet another exquisite example of romantic narrative
The Aristocratic Stranger No; Irving Fillmore, Student Nurse, was not pleased. Not at all! Neither the plaintive braying of the Dons llamas nor the little walled garden impressed her, and it was all because he wasnt there. Intellectually, she realized that the Chiefs handsome son, the brightest hooded visitor in her recurring dream, had a full life in which he was seeking a new life as a Foreign Legionnaire, and he could not be expected to hold any consideration for the pleasure of one foreign girl. Intellectually, she knew this. And yet
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