Late Night Surprise
An average night turns into a memory of a lifetime...
There was a knock at the door. “Hi, I’m Angela, can Stevie come out and play? Haha!” “Hey, Angela, I’m Fabian. It’s so nice to meet you. Stevie’s almost ready, come on in,” I said Angela was a pretty Latino, in her thirties. She had dark brown hair, dark eyes, tall with a beautiful tanned skin tone and a slight Spanish accent. My wife, Stevie was in total contrast: blonde, petite, with crystal blue eyes. After a few minu...