title: Noelle: Chapter 1.0 Welcome to Sunrise
author: Eddie Dexter Stewart
description: Eddie Dexter Stewart formerly worked in television news as a studio camera operator, editor, audio technician and producer. Eddie is a loving and devoted father of one child, a daughter. He always has enjoyed drawing for family and friends. The manga, "Noelle", is based upon an unpublished, copyrighted work he drew to amuse high school classmates and family members. The characters have blossomed into fully developed characters which, at the urging of family and friends, is being shared with all. Eddie is a child of the media. His greatest influences come from Tatsuo Yoshida, Shoji Kawamori, and Yosuke Kuroda as well as the works of classical artists such as Van Gogh and Rembrandt. He is also a lover of the works of animator Chuck Jones, Walt Disney, and Friz Freleng. A lot of the humor in his works stem from his family's love of Warner Brother's Looney Tunes. A "wanna-be physicist" and self-proclaimed "otaku", Eddie has an optimism for the future--a hope that man will one day rely upon the angels of his better nature...A hope that mankind realizes that all we have is each other and this one little planet. Eddie loves sunsets over the beaches of Florida and bemoans the degradation of Byster Lake--a once pristine lake near his childhood home in Brooksville, Florida. It's his witnessing of the lake's decline, due to over-development, that influenced his love for the environment and the need to balance nature and responsible development and growth.
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  “I’ll show you.”
  
  In a flash Derrick was off the sofa, and with two steps in her direction, he
  reached down and pulled Noelle from the loveseat. His large hands fastened on
  her hips and moved her forward in one swoop until they were standing, pressed
  body to body.
  
  Before Noelle’s brain had time to even process, he was kissing her. And much
  to her amazement, she was kissing him back.
  
  Oh, he tasted good! Like a cinnamon bun, Noelle thought dreamily, even as she
  parted her lips and allowed his warm tongue inside. Of their own volition, her
  arms slid up and over his broad shoulders, and she discovered he was just the
  right height for her to rest comfortably against him.
  
  Noelle was not able to resist the soft sigh that escaped from her mouth. His
  tongue darted out and ran over her bottom lip in a slow, sensual caress, and
  Noelle felt her knees weaken.
  
  But his strong hands tightly gathered the material of her skirt at each hip,
  holding her up and against him. She couldn