How I Met Shauna

The love affair between my girlfriend Shauna, and I started with our accidental meeting on the freeway. I was lying under my Porsche 914, trying to fix a balky shift lever, thinking of creative tortures for the Germans that designed it, when I heard another car sputtering in behind me. I'd just about finished, and as I slid out from under the car, hands and forearms greasy and grimy, I saw another 914 parked behind me.

Emerging from the driver's seat, a lovely girl walked towards me. Even the concern and frustration on her face couldn't mar her lovely looks. About 5'5", 120 pounds, a terrific figure shaped by skin-tight jeans, a green blouse, blue eyes, and orange-red hair that cascaded down from her shoulders, ending just above her firm breasts.

We fixed her car and ended up having dinner together. Several nights later, as we left for a movie and were sitting in traffic, Shauna holding my hand, leaned over and breathed into my ear; "I Want you!". Breathless for a moment, I turned and kissed her passionately, my tongue finding hers and performing an ages old ritual dance. We made record time to my apartment, where we enjoyed each other for hours.

In the coming weeks and months, Shauna and I started a steamy love rump that none of us could either control or stop.