by Makavelli Knight

Created on: May 10, 2010

            My greatest fantasy was to make love with an exotic woman in a tropical garden. I never imagine that Angela would be the exotic woman to fulfill my fantasy.

            I was on vacation in beautiful Hawaii. It was midnight, and I was in a tropical garden with my Hawaiian friend named Angela. She was a real beauty blessed with a permanent tan. She was short and had long black wavy hair that cascaded over her shoulders and around her angelic face. Angela wore a one-piece backless dress, with matching heels. I had on bleach white shorts, white short sleeve Top and matching tennis shoes.

            The tropical garden was surrounded by Tiki torches that created a cozy atmosphere and made our beautiful skin glow like a sunrise. The ocean’s waves sounded very much like a love song playing in the background. Angela already had a table set up for our dinner. On the table were cuisines which consisted of lobsters, shrimps, strawberries, lychees, mangos and coconut drinks. It was nice! We sat down and had a romantic dinner under the balmy moonlit sky.

            “You have an interesting name, Gianni Shamari.” Angela continued. “It sounds so exotic and foreign. It’s like a name of a famous artist or something.”

            “I named myself after the late great fashion designer Gianni Versace.” I said.

            “Ahhhhh...okay, can I ask you something?”

            “Sure.”

“If I ever have a child and it’s a boy, can I name him that? I know it sounds corny but I’ve always liked your name. Don’t you dare laugh, Gianni!”

            I felt flattered and said, “No, I don’t mind if you name your future son after me. I’m actually honored.”

            “Thanks, because it’s such a unique name.”

            Angela excused herself, went behind a tree, and returned wearing Tahitian

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