He stopped then, suddenly, and walked slowly over to her. A slight hesitation, then naked he kneeled before her, knees apart, his damp head bowed. Her heart missed a beat painfully as she realised in that one gesture, Tom had just given himself to her. He saw her as his Mistress. She wished that she could take a picture, and then knew that the image of him, perfect in her eyes, kneeling before her humbly was seared in her consciousness forever. .....