The autobiography of a woman; by Waldorfia
I am not sure who was out of the car first; Jason or I. We met at the front of the car. The headlights remained on and made Jason look even more handsome. He grabbed my hand and we walked down the road. The headlights turned off automatically and we were left in the moonlight. In front of us was a beautiful shimmering lake.
Jason had his shirt off as he ran ahead of me. I had my blouse off by time I reached him. We laughed as we finished undressing at the edge of the lake.