The Kiss
2018-08-16
Nineteen and never been kissed. Painfully aware of her inadequacy when it came to the opposite sex, she leant against the smooth white pillar at the corner of the dance floor which was teeming with young glowing bodies writhing and bouncing to the tune of the music and dizzying light show. Everybody was flirting with each other; sexual chemistry was sizzling through the air like sparks emerging from a hot bonfire. She sighed and was just about to turn away when something caught her eye: there, leaning on the other pillar right across the floor, looking just as bored was Chris. Her Chris. Well, he didn’tRead More →