"It's beautiful..." your breathy voice resonated in the warm air as you gazed out from the marble balcony of your resort room into the tropical sunset. The gentle breeze blew through your flowy clothes and the sunlight shone on your skin, setting you aglow. John came up behind you, a cigar smoldering between his lips. He pressed his chest to your back and wrapped a muscular arm around your waist. "You like it?" he murmured in your ear, careful to keep the cigar away from your face. He had booked the vacation as a surprise for you, and he was eager to see you enjoy yourself.