The sky was bright and blue. Brighter than an ocean glistening in the sun. Robins egg blue. Cumulus clouds scattered the sky with fluffy splotches of white.

Their name derives from the Latin cumulo-, meaning heap or pile. Cumulus clouds are low-level clouds, generally less than 2,000 m (6,600 ft) in altitude unless they are the more vertical cumulus congestus form.

The clouds were reminiscent of Cloud 9's infamous mascot "Kyle the Cloud."

Their bodies banged against the dressing room doors. The hinges rattled sporadically. Jonah breathed hot air down Cheyenne's warm Asian neck. "I love you," he said. "Don't tell Amy."

Cheyenne didn't care what Jonah was saying. She was incensed in passion. Jonah pushed her up against the dressing room door harder. She was bent over and facing the door. Her small chest suctioned to it with sweat. She braced herself with her hands as her mouth was agape.

"I would so much rather be with you than Amy," Jonah said heavily between breaths. He was really giving it to Cheyenne. She tried to think while the pounding continued.

"I think we should tell Amy you aren't going to be with her anymore," she said before letting out a loud moan.

"What was that?" A customer asked from another room. Cheyenne and Jonah giggled together. Then he got back to thrusting her from behind.

"We can't tell Amy," Jonah said. She'd kill me. He focused on Cheyenne's plump healthy ass. While staring at the sight of beauty he thought about everything he had with Amy. He was conflicted. Cheyenne was way hotter and way cooler, but he had promised to stay true to Amy. They had even moved in together. He smacked Cheyenne's ass in frustration and they both thought it was hot.

After finishing, they both collapsed on the floor and knew they had to have a serious talk.

"Listen, I don't want to leave Amy," Jonah explained. "She is my world. Yes she is annoying and her voice sucks, but what can I do, just leave her? I don't know..." he muttered quietly.

"I can't believe you'd say that right after I just gave myself up to you," Cheyenne started. "I let you finish inside me."

"I was wearing a condom."

"It doesn't matter, next time it might not be on. It's the thought that counts, Jonah. You should know that. Oh wait, you don't know cause you don't think. Cause you still think Amy is everything. I can change that. I can prove to you that she isn't special. She doesn't know your needs like I do."

"I guess." Jonah was starting to believe her. Jonah used to be 80 percent for Amy and 20 percent for Cheyenne but now he was feeling more like 49/51. Jonah knew that Cheyenne had a lot to offer. She was funny and cute. He had had a crush on her for a long time. Plus Amy was boring. Nobody really liked her. Jonah knew he had to do something.

THAT NIGHT...

"Where're we going," Dina asked giggling. Garrett found her naivety very sexy.

"I said it's a surprise." Garret wheeled himself with one hand while holding Dina's with his other as they approached a small one story building. It was in the middle of Peters Street. Something about it seemed ominous yet exciting to Dina. A couple of cars were parked outside. The wind kicked up leaves that danced around Garret's chair and Dina's feet.

They rolled/walked up to the door and Garrett knocked three times. A slot opened in the doors center. It was at Garrett's eye level. Dina peaked down to try and see inside when a set of eyes appeared. They startled her. "Banana cream," Garrett said. The door then opened.

Inside was nothing special some old wooden furniture from the 70's and a lamp in the corner. The floor was made out of wood. The man that was behind the door wheeled around. "Hello Garrett," he said.

His eyes were almost black. They were the kind of eyes you could tell had seen a lot. "Sexy girl." He looked over Dina's curvaceous body. "You know where to go."

Garrett took Dina's hand and began wheeling her over to the stairs. He patted on his lap signaling her to sit there. Dina did obeyingly. Then Garrett took them on to an electric platform to take them into the basement.

The platform whirred to life when he pressed a button. It made grinding noises and slowly descended the stairs. Dina stared into Garrett's eyes admiringly. She was in a mystical trance that only those in love can experience.

Sparkly squares of light from a disco ball danced around the room they were entering. The squares hit Dina's and Garrett's eyes causing a natural twinkle. Garrett caressed Dina's womanly thigh when they reached the bottom. A slow beat was playing in the room.

"This is my sex club." Garrett said. "It's for disabled people only."