(Roman)It was the scent of her shampoo. It melded with my senses, tickling my wildest fantasies. Her rosebud lips remained ever tempting, teasingly. It took more than turning off my switch to live the moment with her. Even that was not enough.

When she touched me for the first time, I felt a spark of electricity burning up my spine. I have held Diana, but I have never felt anything close to this.

One week later, I'm skimming the number of applications sent to Big Tech, a job or rather, a hobby ...