Exhausted from their love making, they fell asleep, curled up in one another. Caydence woke the next morning missing the warmth of his body next to he...rs. On the pillow next to her head was a note. ‘What a well spent night… I look forward to an even better morning… Meet me on the balcony…’ Caydence sat up curiously, looking at the robe neatly folded at the edge of the bed and the rose petals leading out of the bedroom to the balcony that overlooked the beautiful city of Paris slightly off in the. Going into college, I wasn't sure what I wanted to study, so I chose communications. It combined a love for writing with a love for storytelling and an opportunity for careers down the road.I live in a house with three other guys (we all have our own rooms, thankfully): David, Roger, and Parker. We are all seniors at the same college, though Parker and I have known each other for as long as I can remember.At first glance, David looks to be your classic frat boy; he works out, has a couple. " "Thatwas one of the things I was worried about," I said. "I'm notattracted to men at all, not even TV's. This is the first timeI've ever been out in public, and, to tell you the truth, I'mvery nervous." "Really, there's nothing to worry about at theclub. Everyone respects each other's privacy, though it's easyenough to tell who wants to be left completely alone, and whodoesn't mind chatting." "You look very nice, Pat," Icomplimented her, "I wish I could look as slender as you are. Ikind of. All seventeen of us joined together in an impromptu celebration of life which spanned every continent and went from the moon down through the earth and out the other side.Merry Christmas!BOBNice Christmas! Don, Ana and Natalie came over to our place for a fun present-unwrapping. Nat had been able to buy a lot of nice stuff for her friends with the money she'd made literally through the sweat of her brow.Mother, Father Don, Ana, Natalie and I went over to Nat's grandparents' house for Christmas.