Vastopia By CrushWriter@Hotmail.com Mary and Brad finished their extremely delicious salads, and chinked their diet soda glasses conspiratorially. After a quick gulp each, they gave each other a brief kiss and then quickly took their plates to the kitchen. They couldn’t risk delaying any longer; it was unlikely anybody would know, but they couldn’t take the risk. Once every plate had been rinsed off, the few remaining scraps of lettuce safely mulched in the garbage disposal, they sat back down at the table. Brad looked deep into Mary’s eyes and began to lean his head towards hers. She parted her lips slightly, waiting for