As she twisted her body around for the mphth time on the damp sheets, her thoughts wandered back to those wonderful days of wine and roses in Alvarez. Now when it had all got a little bit more distant, it was more and more like a fairytale. Almost like it had happened in some cloudy dream, not in this real life on this real planet. Oh how she wanted to have her here right now. Right here between her legs. Have that incredible tongue nurse her gently to sleep, blessedly freed of all tensions and frustrations. The way only she could. But the kid had quite a lot of things to pick up on, and her mother had been most insistent even before they set out on their trip that following things up afterwards was an inescapable condition for going away at all. So they both had agreed that it was a good
