Bobbie stepped into the master suite of Olivier’s villa and immediately felt tension oozing out of her body and disappearing into the stratosphere. “Oh, Olivier, this is incredible,” her voice was breathy and soft as she stood in the middle of the oversized room and turn a slow turn.
The huge four poster teak bed was decked in a pale turquoise duvet with oversized pillows, and it easily was as high as her waist. It was massive and took up most of the space in the room. The room was painted a pale creamy color and in the current light she was guessing a pale blue perhaps but only morning would tell. The floors were tiled also in a light color and as Bobbie slipped her shoes off, cool and refreshing against the heat. She was hot and she kicked off her jeans to reveal a pair of boy short pan
