The first snow of the winter settled upon the ground. It came on the cold easterly winds. In no time we were snowed in. We knew there were enough supplies in the cupboards, for the time being.

The open fire roared to life. We snuggled up together underneath a blanket. With desire in our eyes, we kissed passionately. Clothes were ripped off, flung to all corners of the room.

With the warmth against our naked skin, we made passionate love upon the shag pile rug.