Molly and Tessa were still making occasional trips up to the kitchen for more snacks or sodas, so there was little reason for the parents to come down...anymore. Besides, we were making enough noise. How much trouble could we get into?Somebody suggested a variation on the old spin-the-bottle game. Since it was a big basement, there were two doors leading to the utility area, one by the furnace and one in the laundry area. After some negotiation, it was decided that all the boys would sit in a. ” “No.” She began to cry, breaking his heart. He didn’t want her to suffer. “My love, no more tears. I’ll always love you. I’ll visit you in your dreams.” “Davariel.” She sobbed against his chest, then lifted tortured eyes to him. “Please don’t make me go.” “I cannot allow you to suffer a destiny that was mine alone. You’ll have our sons. They need you.” Her arms tightened around his neck and her mouth slanted across his. Their tongues touched and mated. Davariel’s loins burned with desire. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"Baby...it's time."His deep morning tone had startled her. Trying to open her still-sleeping eyes, she gently snuggled her sweet, angelic face into the pillow beneath her in an attempt to completely awaken. Her body had been turned face down in the center of his plush mattress, the white sheets covering her now bare behind. The back of her black satin and lace night gown bad been pushed halfway up her pretty back as her curls blanketed across it.In efforts to turn toward him and. As he stood there in front of her, he visualized her the way she looked that Valentine's Day church dance where they met over sixty years ago. His mind's eye saw the beauty that had made him tongue tied to the point he almost didn't ask her for a dance.They danced most of the evening together and made arrangements for him to visit her at her home the next evening after supper. Some would say they had a whirl wind romance as just a year later to the day, Valentine's Day 1952, they were.