It was time for dinner and my girlfriend Angel is usually waiting at the table when I'm finished cooking. "Angel, Angel, dinner is ready, baby. It's jambalaya, your favorite," I called from the kitchen. "Hmm, where is she?" I thought to myself. I stirred the pot a few times and put the stove on a low heat to keep the food warm. I began walking through the house calling for her with no luck. I went to the bedrooms, the bat...

I pulled Angel out of the tub and wrapped her in a large towel. As usual, she was exhausted from our session, but the chair had her in a different kind of daze. I decided to let her sleep in and recover. I would give her time before placing her in the chair again. At least until she returned to some sort of normalcy. As I laid her in her bed she leaned up to kiss me. I leaned forward to meet her lips. I stroked her face a...