A fun little story that someone sent me (don’t forget the link at the end):
It was a cold, dark, stormy night. They were alone in the house. The storm had come up quickly and each time the thunder boomed, he watched her jump.
She looked across the room and admired his strong appearance. She wished that he would take her in his arms, comfort her, protect her from the storm. She wanted that…
Then the power went out.
She screamed.
He raced to the sofa where she was cowering. He did not hesitate to pull her into his arms. He knew this was a forbidden union and expected her to pull back. He was surprised when she didn’t resist, but instead clung to him.
The storm raged on, as did their growing passion, and there came a moment when each knew that they had to be together. They knew it was wrong. Their families would not understand.
But they were so consumed in their passion they didn’t hear the door or the click of the light switch.
The power was back on……. and the lights came on….
