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by smj54ap 04/13/07

Author's Note: My sincere gratitude to my editor, Janiexx for tightening and refining my story. Thank you!


The soft light of the full moon shown through the bedroom window and cast pallid shadows on the walls. I gazed lovingly at Meredith sleeping peacefully next to me; her sleek naked body shimmered in the watery diffuse light. Gently, I moved a few limp strands of brown hair away from her eyes.

"'re in my heart, you're in my soul; you'll be my breath when I grow old. You are my lover, you're my best friend; you're in my soul..." the sound of Rod Stewart's raspy voice filtered through my brain.

I looked past her, through the window at the brilliant pale disk as it rode high in the firmament. From my earliest years, I took little stock in fortune tellers, tarot, astrology or any of the metaphysical sciences that supposedly influence our destinies.

But, I firmly believed in the impact, the power that Earth's solar companion exerted on my life and the lives of those around me. With consummate gentleness, I ran my fingers over Meredith's velvety warm cheek and recalled that wondrous evening when we first met.

La Bella Luna:

When I first saw the moon that night, it filled the horizon. As it rose higher in the sky, it grew brighter and brighter until everything was bathed in its unearthly glow.

It reminded me of the movie "Moonstruck" and how that vivid white ball exerted its influence on the romantic lives of the characters.

"...when the moon hits your eye like a big pizza pie, that's amore..." I could hear Dean Martin singing in my head.

Manny and I watched the DVD at least once a month. In spite of the fact that it was a chick flick, he loved it as much as I did. We knew whole sections of dialogue by heart and would act out our favorite parts.

The crowd for Taryn's party filled the patio and pool area. Paper lanterns were strung across the entire yard and combined with the surreal moonlight, gave one the eerie impression that it was daytime.

Recovering from a very brief and messy relationship, I was on the prowl for something fresh but different. While the straight world usually held little promise for scoring, I was tired of the bar scene and had some success in the past meeting women at weddings, parties and believe it or not a Bat Mitzvah.

Cheryl was a very pretty mother of two young boys who'd never satisfied her bi curiosity until she met me. When she found out I was a CPA, she asked if I would do her income tax return. Later, I discovered she wanted me to do her as well. It was quite memorable.

Under the influence of too many beers, I surveyed the crowd for potential candidates and my eyes settled on one that really intrigued me. She was with her boyfriend, a squirrelly kind of guy with skinny legs and arms to match.

She's way out of his league, was the first thing that came to my mind.

The girl had presence and from the start I could tell that she was not your "ply with alcohol, easy lay," type. In her powder blue tight fitting top and blue jeans, she cut a slim, sexy figure.

"See anything you like?" my best friend Manny smirked.

"Oh yeah," I said, with my eyes on the prize.

"Oh boy Vicki, by the sound of your voice, you must be in love or something. Which one is it?"

As discreetly as possible, I pointed to the cute girl with the short cropped brown hair.

"Not bad, but I've seen much better looking chicks walking around. Why her?" he asked.

"I dunno, there's something about her...I'd really like to get into her jeans," I answered as Taryn walked by me. I hoped she didn't hear what I said.

"Hey, wait a minute, I know her; she works in product development. Her names Meredith," he stated.

Manny was appraising my choice carefully.

"I can't imagine she'd be much of a challenge?"

"I think you're wrong about that, my amigo,"

"Come on, I'll introduce you," he said and led me over to where she was standing.

The first thing I noticed about Meredith up close was her gray eyes. I had never met anyone with that color eyes before. They had a twinkle that intrigued me from the start.

After the introductions, Manny was looking at every prospective female that walked by.

"Ok, let me see if I can get lucky tonight," he stated and rubbed his hands together.

"Yeah, with lady palm and her five sisters," I barked at him and Meredith cracked up.

Although her eyes held my attention, Meredith smiled at me in a very natural way. With some folks, you can tell that it's a forced smile but not hers; it was very inviting. I'd like to know you better, it broadcast.

With her boyfriend Pat standing mute next to her, Meredith talked in a casual manner. She worked for MSD, a major pharmaceutical firm in our area and to my surprise, grew up only five miles from my parents' home. Tired of living in an apartment for the last five years, she was looking to purchase a townhouse near where she worked.

"Hey, my dad's a realtor with Town and Country Real Estate," I stated excitedly.

"Think he can help?" she asked.

"Yeah, no problem," I replied even though I had no idea if I could help her.

We exchanged cell numbers and I immediately entered her details in my phone memory. I promised to call the next day and went in search of Manny but he was no where to be found...

**** When I visited my parents' on Sunday morning, my mother seemed unusually happy.

"You're looking very chipper this morning mom," I stated.

"Oh, your father and I had a very nice evening last night. We went to dinner, a movie...I don't know what got into him but..."

"Ok! Time out, TMI, too much information," I bellowed covering my ears.

"Victoria, your father and I might be middle aged but occasionally, we have...ah...certain urges," she smiled looking every inch a "Stepford Wife."

My mom was rarely pleased about anything. Then, I heard my dad singing in the bathroom; he was in the shower really belting out some golden oldie. An image of him and my mom wrestling in the bed flickered through my brain and made me want to gag.

Abruptly, I remembered the moon last evening. Oh shit! My parent's were Moonstruck, I thought to myself.

When my dad entered the kitchen wearing a silk robe and softly singing "You Make Me Feel So Young" with a broad grin, I groaned aloud.

"What's with her?" he asked my mother.

"Don't mind Victoria dear, she's got a wild imagination,"

As soon as I eliminated any thoughts of my parents' midnight bedroom romp from my mind, I mentioned Meredith's search for a house. After he reviewed the information that she gave me, he came up with a suitable area and price range close to her employment.

"Unfortunately Victoria, my plates rather full right now. I can print out a list of possibilities and if you want to..." he said

"Ok dad, I'll help her," My seldom used real estate license was about to be put to good use.

Spending time with Meredith was a top priority for me and my father gave me a list of open houses for that afternoon. I doubted that she would accept my invitation on such short notice but when I called, she readily agreed.

I picked up Meredith at her apartment and she was very excited about house hunting. As she chattered away describing her likes and dislikes in a home, I was impressed with her eagerness. She had a very straight forward way of presenting her thoughts and her bubbly, warm personality was comforting

After we strolled through the last and most expensive open house on the list, Meredith looked very pensive.

"This is more difficult than I thought but I really like this one a lot," Just following Meredith around the different homes was a treat for me. Her top was form fitting and the pair of denims she was wearing, showed off her slender figure delightfully. While not large by any stretch of the imagination, her chest was in proportion to the rest of her body.

"Vicki, can you hear me? I'm curious to know what you think about the last house?" she asked and snapped me out of my daydream.

"Oh yeah, I liked it very much," I answered, feeling like some dizzy broad in a movie.

Unfortunately, I couldn't remember one detail.

"Did you think the kitchen was too small?" she asked.

"No, but maybe we should walk through one more time," I was starting to feel like my real estate agent father.

After spending several hours traipsing into and out of houses, we took a much needed break at O'Malley's Pub.

"You hungry? Cause, I'm starving!" Meredith asked.

Meredith ordered a full course meal with a draft beer; an impressive amount of food for a lean looking young woman. She gazed at me with an amiable expression.

"Thanks for showing me around today; I appreciate your kindness," Her sincerity and sparkling gray eyes were like a magnet to me.

"Aw, it was my pleasure,"

During our meal, we chatted about our jobs and mutual friends and realized that I was one of the few people in our circle who didn't work at MSD Pharmaceuticals.

Damn, the girl can eat, I mused quietly as Meredith polished off her broiled chicken breast, baked potato, bread and salad followed by another beer.

"How do you stay so thin?" I asked. absentmindedly as some bits of salad went into her cute mouth.

"Oh...scuse me..." she answered, swallowing the last morsel of food.

Watching Meredith eat so heartily put me more at ease. I had several brief liaisons with skinny girls, who ate like birds. Anorexic to the core, they were neurotic to the core as well. I shuddered when I thought about them.

"Do you want the whole story or the abbreviated version?" she asked.

"The whole story if you don't mind,"

Meredith was smiling serenely at me. "Ok, you asked for it."

In less than twenty four hours, Meredith's witty mind and friendly disposition had won me over. She started on her story.

"In order to give you a full account, I have to go back to my school daze. In middle school, I really got the urge to participate in sports and I tried them all. But, swimming, gymnastics and softball were my favorites. Now, I've always liked to eat and usually carried a few pounds more than I should have on my frame. But, when I got to high school, the highly competitive atmosphere demanded a trimmer physique."

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