Bella Strega
Bella Strega Night was so easy; darkness cloaked every vice and shrouded every sin. Thenight was another world, another place, utterly removed from the demands ofmundane day-today living. In the dark all fantasies were possible, one couldgive life to one's clandestine self, and no one would ever tell. And in thedark, all secrets were sacred, cloaked in the benediction of silence. She lay awake, deep into the night, her body betraying her yet again. Shecould count on nothing. She wanted...