With her work schedule she would stay up quite late. She would do all the things at night that others do during the day. The shower was almost the las... task of the night, her relaxing was the last.This is where I learn how stupid I had been. When mom would shower, it was always very early in the morning, only about an hour and a half before I normally woke up before going to school and about the same before dad got in from work. I thought she was a shower before work type of person, I mean, she. A large lake below her. But what stunned her was the appearance of two moons in the sky, each impossibly large and close to the world she found herself on. Her mind raced for an explanation but there wasn’t one … there couldn’t be one. This was impossible. Shouldn’t a moon that large and so close tear this world apart by its gravitational effect? Her inner voice questioned her thinking ‘this world’. What did she mean ‘this world’? This isn’t Earth? How could this not be Earth? But her inner. ”Deep down, I wondered what could have happened to leave Maggie in this state so that she had rushed back home after that fateful night. I tried not to imagine what could be the worst thing that happened. I feared too much what that might be.Maggie took a deep breath and continued telling me her story.She said that she had taken some time to get ready to go out after the distraction of having sex in the shower. They finally left the apartment at around 8 pm. She was wearing her new outfit. And what is more beautiful in nature than the sexual passion between two people deeply in love? This type of “nature” photography was risky – our spouses might find those photos – but the love and adoration we put into photographing each other made for some wonderfully erotic and sensuous images. Now that we aren’t together any more, I really appreciate having these beautiful images of wonderful memories. I suspect that Eric is still enjoying them, too. And I still take the occasional erotic.