Travel seems to tap into my creative streak. My trip to the oldest town in the United States, Saint Augustine again proves that true. An inn and a sexy man walking through inspired this tale. It happened while I sat at the dining room table of the historic bed-and-breakfast inn. Because the check-in area was a tiny space, the owner, Mrs. Lopez had asked me to wait in the combination parlor and dining room until she finished with the guests before me. The scent of coffee and pancakes lingered. The period décor reflected in the ornate furniture, colorful ceramic dishware,...