From: kramersc@expert.cc.purdue.edu (Scott C. Kramer)
Newsgroups: alt.romance.chat,alt.romance
Subject: The Story
Keywords: Angel, my true love
Date: 10 Sep 92 01:42:49 GMT
Followup-To: alt.romance.chat alt.romance
Organization: Purdue University


                              Angel


 And there she was, the most beautiful woman I had ever known.  Now according
to society's standards, she would have been considered an average-looking
woman.  But, I've always seen something quite special in her that made Angel
more than just stand out from the rest of my previous girlfriends.  You could
see the look in her face and eyes- glowing, radiant, full of exuberence.  And
her smile- big and wide as the Rio Grande river, it could melt anything a
country mile, and myself as well.  She was also a very intelligent woman who
would converse with anyone on subjects ranging from Voltaire to intregals to
God and still keep you interested in talking with her. 
 However, Angel and I both had just completed a very diffucult week in our
lives, with her company losing a main account to a fierce competitor, and my
employees giving me a most difficult time, and so we decided to do something
romantic to get away from the week just gone by.
 Instead of going out like we would every Friday night, I decided to call
Angel over at her place to see if she wanted to come over to mine and have a
home-cooked meal.  After she said, "yes", we both showered at our places and 
then she came over.      
 I heard a knock on the door. I opened it, and there Angel was in her glorious
splendor.  She came in and sat down on the love seat in the living room.    
After Angel mentioned that she would like a glass of wine, I went to the 
kitchen where I saw my wine rack full of bordeauxs and zinfadels and picked
out a 1967 bottle of red zinfadel.  Having brought the bottle and two wine
glasses out into the living room, I proceeded to plant a small, but tender
kiss on her lips and then said, "I hope that will ease the burden of your
past week."  Angel then went on to say, "Scott, you're the sweetest man on
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earth that I have ever known.  I wouldn't trade anything for you."  Then, I
said humbly, "Well, I don't know what to say, but thanks.  Let me start the
fireplace up."  Leaving the love seat, I went over to the fireplace and put
a few logs in it.  Afterwards, I lit it and walked back over to the love seat
where Angel was sitting.  "Dahlin'", she said, "let's go over by the 
fireplace."  After trotting over to the fireplace, we sat down and became
starry-eyed.  I proposed a toast.  "Here's to me, you, the both of us, and
God for His blessings over us.  May even greater things occur."  We tapped 
our glasses against one another and went on to drink the toast.
 Then, she cried.  I asked Angel what was wrong.  She mentioned that she needed
comfort in knowing I would be all right.  "Angel", I replied, "I will always
be here for you in the good as well as tough times, and I would never forsake 
you.  Would you like a kiss?"  After Angel emphatically said, "Yes!" and right 
before I gave her the kiss, I said, "I love you, Angel, with all my heart and   soul and strength, and I always will."  "Me too", Angel agreeingly said.  After
sighing at the ceiling, our lips met and we kissed.

                             The End.

Well, how was it???

would like to know...

Thanks,
Scott
kramersc@expert.cc.purdue.edu

Am awaiting response to see if I am in the RFA and if not, at least I tried.