This is the Last Episode, thank you all for your positive encouragement. Enjoy x
*Rose has just arrived home in the early hours of the morning after not having seen her man for 2 years*
Blond Tobacco is sitting in the conservatory at the back of the house. The lights are off and all that can be seen in the darkness is the red glow in the center of his pipe bowl when ever he takes a deep puff. He is watching the reflection of the glow in the window, he feels sad to his core, his heart feels empty and on top of that the house feels cold. "Another night without sleep" he is thinking and he takes a draw on the pipe. Blond Tobacco is comforted by the darkness and the fact that he can't see his lonely reflection in the conservatory glass.
Blond Tobacco takes his pipe from his lips and raises his head, he can hear the sound of a car door closing. It's late, must be 2.00 in the morning, maybe somebody's car has broken down outside.
He rests back again, about to bring the pipe to his mouth when he is startled by the eerily familiar sound of a key jiggling in the front door. His stomach lurches and his skin prickles. He jumps up as he is certain now that somebody is entering his house.
Suddenly feeling very vulnerable he takes a few steps towards the doorway and reaches for the light switch. At the same moment he sees a light coming through from the front hallway.
"Rose" he calls, his voice shaking "Is that you?".
He walks out towards the light. He sees her silhouette, her familiar form, standing there. He feels his knees almost going from under him as he rushes towards her.
"Blondy" Rose calls to him, throwing her arms wide open and welcoming her sweet heart into her bosom as if he was the one who has come home.
Rose breathes deeply, taking in her Blond Tobacco's warm smell, she can smell his old sweater and the soap that he always uses. Rose holds him until he pulls away.
"Rose is it really you? I can hardly believe my eyes, maybe I'm dreaming." Blond Tobacco reaches up and strokes Rose's face, and then her dark silky hair. "Many's the night I dreamed that you had come back to me." He carries on words tumbling out "Speak to me so I know you are real. Have you come back to me? Rose?" Blond Tobacco is afraid to even ask the question but he must.
"Yes Blondy, I've come back to you" Rose says and she kisses the love of her life tenderly on the lips.

1 comment:
Oh Zita, I don't want this to end!! What a beautiful story. I love Rose and hope she has long nights, mornings and afternoons of sweet passionate lovemaking with Blond Tobacco or whatever tickles their fancies.
Thanks for sharing! I can see this in a beautiful little booklet with the essences of notes on each page.
loved the music vids, excellent choices.
xxx
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