Crossing Paths
She was nervous, as time dragged on in the little out-of-the-way motel room. Jill’s sluttish-painted, shining blue-green eyes were fixated on the door. Jill and Brent had met in cyberspace a long time ago and had travelled parallel paths. The mutual attraction and communication with each other was almost instantaneous and grew into an earnest relationship. But each knew that that a face-to-face meeting was impossible, as one of their mutual attractions to each other was their...