First Hug

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There was the hug she gave me the next time we'd met, when I became aware of the way her slender body felt in my arms. The way we'd met to go to a movie as we got to know eachother better, but had become so absorbed in conversation that by the time we remembered our original intent, the movie had started twenty minutes ago. So we passed the next couple of hours learning about each other, and I was amazed at how easy it was for my thoughts to form words. I'm not always that great at that. With Christine, though, we shared stories of our pasts and hopes for our futures and the more time we spent together, the more she opened up to me, and for the first time in so many years I felt I had someone to open up to as well. I could see someone's mind working in the same way as my own, someone who was on the same wavelength as I was, and for hours after we finally parted ways, I couldn't keep the smile off my face, I had never connected to someone so much, Christine was special and what we had was becoming even more special with each moment together.

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