Sometimes he liked to create special effects for my visitors at the moment of climax, when their minds and hearts were unsheathed, and the veil betwee...n worlds thin. Some of them actually saw him watching over us because of the higher vibrations in which their bodies were moving at that moment, and later confessed to a confidante that they had once seen an angel. A few even saw him through closed eyelids. But they could always dismiss it as a moment of insanity, and laugh it off as a figment of. I still wasn't sure if she was pissed or not."What's so funny?" I asked."This is quite the surprise," she said. "I guess I should've known. You do seem to enjoy snowballing just a little too much."Now I was getting pissed."So what?" I asked.Nikki quit laughing."It just so happens I have a surprise for you," she said.Nikki reached behind her back to unzip her red dress. Our eyes locked together as the zipper came down. She burned with intensity as she let her arms fall to her side so her dress. This is called "The Tale of The Sweetheart."Now, why the nickname "The Sweetheart", you ask? Good question. It's simple. She is the sweetest bitch you will ever meet. She takes pride in that. When we officially met, I was trying to figure out people and trying to be sociable. I was cracking jokes in there to my friends on the football team when she chimed in:"Chad, shut up. Your jokes are played out."At that moment, I got pissed off for about three seconds. Then I quickly composed myself:"Okay.. It was well known around the area that her husband rarely took her anywhere as he was always out drinking so she would go the nightly bingo game using the park footpath to get there. For weeks I went to those woods and masturbated watching her pass by hoping she would see me. Then one evening I was positioned as usual when I saw her approaching. I was down with the pants and stroking away as usual. As she passed by in the normal manner she suddenly stopped. My heart started to race, but she.