Author's note- I wasn't going to post this series until I've finished it. However, in light of the recent tragic event that went on last week, I figured that life is too short to wait. Special thanks to Jjaks for his tremendous help. (Jjaks, I hope you feel better!) This story is loosely based on the movie "Same Time Next Year" starring Dick Vandyke. For those of you who haven't seen it, its about two people meeting up once a year to...well, get it on. It is a really funny movie.

Anyway, the characters are not mine, this is not written for profit but for entertainment only. There are lots of sex in this series, but don't worry, it is not NC-17 because I don't have the talent nor the experience to write it.

"Lend your voices only to sounds of freedom,
No longer lend your strength to that which you wish to be free from,
Fill your lives with love and bravery,
And you shall lead a life uncommon."

Jewel - Life Uncommon

This story is dedicated to the heroes whose life are tragically cut short by hatred; and their loved ones who's affected by this event .

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If Walls Could Talk

Prologue

April 23, 2003

Monica smiles as she looks at her reflection in the mirror. Here she is, wearing a silky black garment that ends just above her knees; the shade of her lingerie contrasts with the tone of her skin, which causes it to look even smoother than usual, and its shiny material subtly emphasizes her womanly curves.

Of all their rendezvous in the past ten years, this is the first time she dressed up for him; and she has every reason to go out of her way to make this year perfect.

She tilts her head to one side as she continues to study her figure. She knows how to drive him over the edge in the past and she is determined to do it again tonight, even more so than the previous years.

For today is her 34th birthday, it is also the tenth anniversary of their affair.

Once a year, they'd secretly meet up at her parents' beach house to celebrate her birthday. This carries on throughout friendships, relationships with others and well, marriages.

A decade is actually a pretty short period of time when one adds all aspects of life into the equation. Nevertheless, this birthday thing has been such a significant part of her that she feels like they've done this forever. For years, he has been an absolute constant in her life and she can't imagine spending this day with anyone else but him.

No one knows about their annual rendezvous and they'd never, ever mention it on any other day of the year.

These are two of their most important rules about April 23rd.

Anxious in anticipation, she dabs some perfume on her neck and between her breasts. The night hasn't even begun yet and she gets butterflies in her stomach already.

It is at times like these that she marvels at the fact that they've made it this far. Friends have married and moved away. Some have started a family while others have unfortunately gone through several painful divorces. Still, the two of them would show up here every year and simply let their passions do wonders.

Of course, all good things must come to an end. As soon as those annoyingly beautiful morning rays interrupt the magic of their night, the two of them will go on their separate ways, with an unspoken promise of returning to the beach house same time next year.

A sudden wave of sadness washes over her when she realizes that this time, unlike previous birthdays, there will be no intentions of meeting here on the following year anymore.

No, she refuses to think about this now. Tonight, she will focus on him and him only.

Upon the sound of his entrance from the back door, Monica hurries toward the bed before she looks around and does some last minute checks. The room is lit with dozens of candles and the bed is showered with rose petals. There are champagne and ice on the nightstand while Nat King Cole sings "Unforgettable" softly from the stereo…perfection.

As his footsteps proceeds up the stairs, she quickly climbs on the bed and attempts to strike a sexy pose. After a few poses, she settles on one and nervously waits for him to open the door and sweep her off her feet.

Nevertheless, in the back of her mind, a saddening little thought keeps nagging at her as doubts seeps through her veins and replaces her existing anxiety.
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The end of an affair is drawing near and she has no idea how to let this go…