Arturas Vaitaitis (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} varturas) wrote,@ 2002-07-17 20:56:00 |
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First Time.
I think that events of the day when we become intimate deserve to be remembered. Perhaps the strongest and most memorable moment of that day happened when we were ready for each other and I touched her for the first time. All the bridges were burned and she has surrendered to my insistence and imploring, and in my mind she already had given herself to me. That I could read in her shining face. I yearned for this moment for six month, thought about it, pictured it in my mind. The moment itself was not so hot. I must have been focusing too hard that I missed the instant when it was over. When it happened I simply said to myself: “It happened, I finally had my first cigarette”. Afterwards I felt like having sex...
First Time.
I think that events of the day when we become intimate deserve to be remembered. Perhaps the strongest and most memorable moment of that day happened when we were ready for each other and I touched her for the first time. All the bridges were burned and she has surrendered to my insistence and imploring, and in my mind she already had given herself to me. That I could read in her shining face. I yearned for this moment for six month, thought about it, pictured it in my mind. The moment itself was not so hot. I must have been focusing too hard that I missed the instant when it was over. When it happened I simply said to myself: “It happened, I finally had my first cigarette”. Afterwards I felt like having sex...
