The Kiss

The world is spinning, her legs are trembling and she can feel her heart pounding so fiercely that it’s entirely possible it’ll explode any minute now.

She lets go of his hand and turns to walk away. Walking is proving difficult in her current giddy state, it takes all the concentration she can muster to put one foot in front of the other and actually move.

She can feel his eyes watching her as she totters toward the waiting taxi and she likes it. The very thought of him makes her stomach flip in ways she didn’t realise were possible so for fear of actually passing out she doesn’t turn back.

As the car pulls off she catches his eye and he flashes her a smile. Oh god, the smile! It was the smile that did it you know, led to the kiss. How could anyone resist a smile as captivating as that?

A wave of adrenaline rushes over her and she can feel his hands on her waist even though he’s nowhere near. Now she’s imagining what else he might do with his hands!

It’s been a long time since she felt like this…actually, she’s not even sure she’s ever felt like this before. Yes, she’s felt the rush of a first kiss but it was never this strong. Every inch of her body is still feeling this one!

How she managed to focus enough to give directions to her house is beyond her but here they are. Her legs wobble again as she steps out of the car and she can see from the driver’s expression that he thinks she’s completely wasted.

Closing the front door behind her, she lets out a sigh and runs her finger over her lips. The lips that not too long ago were in the middle of the most intense and exhilarating kiss of her life.

The type of kiss that she can’t wait to have again…

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I’m Feminine and a Lesbian, Deal with It!

How often have you taken one look at someone and made assumptions about what kind of personality they have, what they do for a living or who they sleep with that?

The who I sleep with assumption happens to me a lot because…shock of all horrors…I’m a feminine looking lesbian (femme) and this seems to confuse the hell out of people.

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