We milled around on stage for a moment, exchanging high fives and hugs and then we began to make our way to our families. Like a scene from a movie, as I made my way through the crowd – people suddenly parted and there stood my Rosalita.

She was so beautiful it took my breath away. Rosalita was wearing a cream colored dress that emphasized her tawny reddish-brown skin and ended just above her knees. It left her shoulders bare and the neckline curved dangerously downward, prominently displaying the upper halves of her massive breasts. My lover's hair was braided in a French Twist and draped over her shoulder.

We...