Paul never quite gazed at the stars the way he was now.  He was aware of a few constellations, mainly the most popular ones that seemed to garner all the attention from astronomers, professional and amateur alike.  Charlette seemed to know what she was talking about, and he found the twinkling lights above far more interesting than the recently concluded bloodbath.<br/><br/>Either she had completed her brief Astronomy 101 class, or had just gotten tired.  Paul soon learned that it was an affirmative on the former, a negative on the latter.  Instead, she leaned over, pressing her lips softly to his.  Caught up in the moment with no internal direction or chastisement, he welcomed and returned her kiss.  Charlette’s lips were predictably soft, just like her probing tongue.  Paul was, however, mindful to leave his hands idle, venturing to the small of her back if absolutely necessary.