On a typical warm summer day, Rebecca St. James awoke to the light of the sun shining through her bedroom window. She lay in bed and smiled as she recalled the events of the day before. The memory brought back the feelings of the moment: sadness, exhilaration, excitement, disappointment, deep romance, nervousness, peace, a bit of regret, but also happiness, satisfaction, and a myriad of other feelings.

With a stretch, Rebecca slowly arose. She took off her nighty and her panties. Now she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror. She smiled.

Rebecca opened her drawer. She fished around until she found what she was looking for – a pair of frilly, semi-sheer, fire-engine red panties. She had bought them a while back, intending to save them to wear on her wedding night, but now the reason for that had disappeared. Rebecca smiled as she put them on. Over them she put on a pair of jeans. She finished off the wardrobe with a cream-colored top and her favorite pair of comfortable shoes. She left her top button open.

It was early, so Rebecca slipped quietly out of the house. She was singing as she walked the few blocks to her boyfriend’s house. She was enjoying the warm morning, feeling a slight breeze blowing through her hair.

Soon she arrived at her boyfriend’s place. She walked up the walk and rang the bell. Rebecca was mildly surprised when her boyfriend Jimmy answered the door, still in his pajamas and slippers.