Insolently smirking, John half tossed his bundle to the carpeted ground and with his foot pushed it very hard, sending it, unrolling, toward Miles Montgomery's feet,
When at last the carpet stopped, there were four stunned faces as they gaped at what lay before them: a nude woman, her eyes closed, long thick alshes soft on delicately colored cheeks, great massive torrents of honey blond hair wrapped and twisted about her, curls tickling her waist and the tops of her thighs. She was outrageously curved with large firm breasts, a tiny waist, long, long legs. And her face was thing men expected to see only in heaven--delicate, ethereal, not quite of this world......
......The other men's eyes were fastened on Elizabeths body, but this man turned and she looked for the first time into the face of Miles Montgomery, and their eyes locked.
