Sonia moved closer to him. He felt her body heat. She looked him in the eye.

“Make love to me,” she whispered. "I've waited thirty years for this moment."

His heart tried to hammer its way out of his rib cage. The nape of his neck was aflame. My blood pressure must be a thousand, he thought fleetingly. Then Sonia's lips were warm and moist, and her tongue was probing and daring at the same time.

He closed his eyes and responded to her kiss, letting himself go. He felt the hardened tips of her breasts pressing against his chest, and the incredible heat generated by his own loins and hers.

They were teenagers again, crazy with unrestrained passion and untried love. They wrenched their clothes off their bodies and fell to the ground intertwined in a desperate embrace. An exquisite myriad of fireworks exploded in Raymond's head. As they coupled, fused into one, he released his entire being to an overwhelmingly powerful and passionate intensity he had long forgotten...