I feel completely out of my element. I decide to just play it cool, be myself and seriously, who doesn’t love learning new things? He has been just ...ooking at me while I have this internal conversation, and I wonder what he is thinking, but as usual he keeps that to himself. With a half smile, half smirk on his face, I wonder if he thinks he knows what I am thinking. I may have to surprise him and as I am wondering what I can come up with, there is a knock at the door. Who could that be? I. Making love is a celebration of what each of you have found in each other. Such a celebration will be made known in the words to come. Enjoy… He looked over at her, curled up next to him, with confusion plainly written on his face. ‘Do you think I would allow you to be here if you didn’t?’ ‘Well, no,’ she said and then hesitantly continued, ‘but I’ve stayed here before without your permission and I’ve always thought that you would rather be alone.’ ‘What made you think that I would prefer to be. I could see that someone was hiding in the recess of the garage door. I had a seven foot high chain link fence between me and my visitor and the hammer was back on the gun.I asked who was there.No answer to that.I said "Step away from the door or I will shoot".My visitor was crying and blubbered out "Don't shoot me I need help".It was a feminine voice.I asked what she was doing at my door this late at night.She said that she had gotten away from three men that had kidnapped her then beat her. Her nanny finished with brushing Nina’s hair, Nina stood and walked over to the french door that opened to the small Veranda, opening them and stepping out wishing she could venture out to meet her young man. She leaned back again the open door thinking if she could just.A cloud obscured the moon with its accompanying darkness Nina couldn’t be sure but forming out of the mist on a nearby rooftop a tall, dark figure appeared. She couldn’t be sure of seeing its face, but those glowing reds eyes.