265. YOU REMIND ME SO MUCH OF “GRAY”
NARRATOR
Lucrecia searched everywhere for a trace, playful insinuations at every corner.
She had come across couples, trios, quartets, and even quintets sprawled on the grass, against the hedges of the labyrinth, over benches.
Inside this vast garden structure, there were also small courtyards, fountains, benches, and secluded spots designed purely for pleasure.
She loved losing herself in this maze of green leaves, but tonight, nothing seemed to tempt her.
Those eyes… she couldn’t get those bl