The path now entered another forest, actually a simulation of the Amazonian rain forest: tall trees, hanging vines, and everywhere the damp earth smell and the calls of night birds. “They tell me you will enjoy this sort of thing eventually. XXNX They looked out of place, not the crude tables and chairs one might expect made from rough lumber. Just behind it stood a large statue of a Polynesian deity of polished teak wood and decorated with jungle flowers and painted jewelry. It was cool in the rose garden, but someone had covered Beth’s naked body, exhausted from fucking, with a warm blanket, appropriately enough a shade of dusty rose. “Yes, my dear,” Brian whispered into her ear as he took her right breast in his strong hand.
