Sneakysex - Lana Roy - Silent - Retreat

He slowly kneels in front of her.

Lana sits cross-legged on a woven rug. She hears a floorboard creak. She looks up. SneakySex - Lana Roy - Silent Retreat

Low light. A single candle. A thin wall separates them from the main lodge. He slowly kneels in front of her

He doesn’t leave. He points to the meditation bell. Then to his ear. Then to her lips. SneakySex - Lana Roy - Silent Retreat

She nods. Thanks him silently.

The GROUNDSKEEPER (30s, flannel shirt, quiet confidence) holds her leather journal. He extends it.