Shasta shivered with anticipation, feeling her nipples stretch to full attention, bare beneath the light cotton fabric of the white mini-dress she was wearing. Her long red hair was done up in a twist and held with a large tortoiseshell clip on the back of her head. She gazed up and sighed contentedly at the canopy of stars above the round clearing, Blakes sanctuary. Hed sent her there when theyd come to the fork in the path, while he continued on to the play cabin with the bag hed brought. He had something special planned, she could feel it. She shivered again.
The snap of a twig announced Blakes presence. Shasta had been instructed to stand in the center of the ring of trees with her face away from the trail, and she had happily complied. She knew it was Blake shed heard, she could practically feel his presence. She stood waiting, straining to hear, but there was no further sound. Maybe he was simply watching her, drawing out the suspense.