Then it went faster and faster as I scratched in circles on your torso inching my way to the centre.
I became quite concerned as your heart thumped so loudly in my ear and it felt so hot I thought you were going to have a heart attack. You jumped, "I need some water." As you twisted your terrible single-use water bottle. Terrible. It makes you a terrible person.
But not terrible enough to not spend the night with. Not terrible enough to not kiss. Not terrible enough to not get a taste.
Ah, well. It was satisfactory.
It was a learning experience. It will always be.
But I wonder what you were thinking. I'm so curious. I want to know.
And I want to be with you more often.
Until I hate you. Which wouldn't take too long. I always end up hating people I come to know very well. There are always plenty of flaws in Homo sapiens. Not enough God-inspired love to last a lifetime. Not enough naïveté to forgive forever.
I wonder if we'd be a good match. Ha-ha, who would match well with me? I can't stand anyone for long.
It's always worth a try, I think.