We were in front of the stand, hotdogs long-forgotten. I feel the looks of the people at our unusual public display of affection. I hear the parents grumble with their dissaproval. I feel his hands as he pulls me closer and wraps his arms around my waist. I feel my response as I wrap mine around his neck.
That moment I felt everything I was missing. Desire. Lust. Anger. Frustration. Every single thing all at once. All I could do was kiss him back.
All I wanted to do was kiss you back.
So I felt his lips on mine, soft and warm. My eyes are closed but I know, I just know we looked more than two people who just met.
It felt good.
Feeling is definitely good.
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Storie d'amoreThe things we do in life leads to that one special moment you'll always remember. That moment in life where your flashback would stop when you're about to die. The best moments are the ones led by the most unexpected decisions. This is a Kathni...
