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An Night to Remember, Part III

"It's not just the steam in the bathroom heating things up...."

  He awoke before she did.   The late afternoon sun, filtered through the drawn shades, filled the room with a perfect mix of muted light.   Silently, not wishing to wake her, his eye traced her perfect curves, following...

An Night to Remember, Part I

"It's not just the steam in the bathroom heating things up...."

He was, once again, nervous.   This surprised him, somewhat, as he thought that he—and she—had gotten over the initial butterflies-in-the-stomach after their first meeting.    But that was lunch, and this was... well, different.   Not that it mattered...