So just sit with me for a while, just sit still and breathe....How long, how about for an hour or so, how about eternity?

So powerful yet so effortlessly making it's way through the air. Usually a breeze, a slight touch of wind caressing gently my skin and face while lingering in thought.

Beautiful weather and I can feel warm wind with light pressure caressing my skin, my face and a tugging on my breasts... ever so lightly.

Recap: After their date at the pub, Philippa had taken Matthew back to The Manor.

Some of us beleive God,if you do.How do you imagine God to look like? Different or the conventional way?