The grounds of Ringmore Suites extend quite far, for all that it is centered in Tamarind. The gardens are seperated by low box hedges, carefully trimmed into perfect rectangular shapes. The closest garden to the hotel is a formal affair, an English garden with perfect geometic shapes bordered by perfect stone paths. In the chill of late winter,
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"Mrmpf," he tried to speak, the words were swallowed by Justin's mouth and he melted into the kiss. His hands dug under Justin's shirt, pulling it out of his trousers and scrabbling furiously for the smooth skin. The burn on his hands when he found it was almost soothing. Both hands placed against the small of Justin's back, he vaguely felt the lurch as the taxi sped from the Hotel.
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