She felt it. She wanted him back. He couldn't have wanted anything more than that. Under the sky of white stars and moonlight, a pair of strangers bec...me lovers. Their embraced gaze lasted what seemed like forever. Their wide eyes stared for hours, but only seconds, and soon, his hand was gliding slowly and smoothly over her cheek. He watched his hand stroke her soft skin, and she let her eyes drift back and her eyelids close as she felt his touch upon her skin. His firm hand felt like warm. I love it! I thank her again and run out of the room to go to try it on ... oh... !"She began to weep, tears streaming down her face, but it was a little girl that was weeping, bitterly, not a grown woman. Stephanie crossed the room, knelt beside the chair and took her hand."Natalie," she whispered, "tell me, why are you crying?"She sobbed, "Granny thinks I'm ugly!"It took a long time for the tears to subside; Natalie, having retrieved the memory, was able to recount what had happened. As she. "But I'll take comment to mean that she would truly enjoy watching the show from backstage."Melissa slapped my arm — hard."If you weren't gay, you would be getting so lucky tonight," she said.I was trying to listen to Greg but he overheard her comment and stopped talking abruptly. I pulled the phone away from my ear and stared at Melissa."Please tell me you're joking," I said.She laughed."About which part?" she said with a giggle."About the gay part," I said irritably. "I'm not gay."Melissa. “We’ll have to find another way of sorting this out” he said.“Anything please” I was pleading.“Well you are quite cute.” He murmured, “Are you keen on older men?” “Sorry!” I stammered again not sure I heard him right“I said you are lovely Are you keen on older men?” His tone was more forceful“Uh um thanks for the compliment, but,” “Don’t come all coy!” he said sounding almost irritated “The nature of the complaint against you…”He left the sentence unfinished, however, being charged with lewd.