The evening started innocently enough. We had eaten a delicious dinner and were sitting outside in our backyard enjoying a beautiful evening. The stars were starting to twinkle awake as the sun slipped below the horizon. I pointed out Cygnus the swan (aka the Northern Cross), Scorpio, and eventually Leo the Lion. Beneath the light of the stars, her skin glowed like an angel. I leaned up on an elbow, turning towards her. I...

It was a beautiful spring night. Angela was coming over, so I had prepared dinner. When she arrived, she was a vision, clad in a form fitting, black athletic T-shirt that clung to her well endowed chest. Her T was tucked into a long black skirt that gripped tightly to the curves of her hips. We enjoyed dinner and a few moments of conversation. Since I had prepared the meal, Angela insisted on cleaning the dishes after din...