Oh Оправдывает меня только то, что в пору сочинения у меня была температура под 39, а с вечера я начиталась Хорнунга. На вхарактерность оно даже близко не претендует - мне хотелось pwp'шного стёба %)
За английский лучше кидать не тапки, а сразу грамматические исправления ))
~90 words- Not as good after shag as Sallivans, eh, Bunny?
I harshly turned round and froze with a cigarette between my fingers. And there he was - so familiar lean body coloured in tan by Italian sun, spread on the bed. And dressed in nothing but a smile.
- What? Raff... How?!.
Before I was able to formulate my overwhelming emotions into words a strong gentle hand riched mine and drove me closer. Raffles's ocean-blue eyes were laughing. And then he sealed my lips with a kiss, preventing any farther murmur.