“Right, Momo?”“Momo loves playing with Master,” she said.My sphincter slammed shut and I forgot how to breathe, waiting for the woman to respo...d. She simply smiled and said, “I’m sure you do.” Sometimes I forget that “playing” has a very different meaning in our house than in others.Our time soon came and I got enough fish to satisfy Momo’s feline hunger. The man behind the counter actually gave her a piece of raw swordfish as a treat.“Momo, what do you say?”“Thank you!” she exclaimed with her. Did I hear right? I’m sure my laugh sounded nervous and ridiculous as I racked my brain for an appropriate response. I couldn’t think of one. ‘Here’s your meds,’ I blurted as I handed over the bag. My fingers tingled as they brushed his. I felt like, for every month that had passed since I’d been intimate with my ex, I had reverted a year in my sexual maturity. He was making me feel like a hormonal teenager. I wanted to hear him say my name while he was thrusting himself inside of me. The. I followed! She walked past some rocks, climbed a few of them. I had never come here! On the high ground was a small flat patch of land.She stood there looking at the city. I went from behind and moved her hands on her stomach, below her blouse.I said, “Sneha”! She did not respond. I guess there was no point to talk. She was not interested in the talk.I moved my hands from the back to front on her stomach. She gave a moan. She wanted it.And I did it! I kissed her on her neck. She bent her neck. She remembered how their hands touched, slowly reaching out. The first touch of lips, timidly waiting for that moment to share something so personal and so beautiful. Even though it was a warm evening, she shivered with the anticipation of that first kiss. She was not prepared for how much her life was about to change. How much she had longed for this moment in her life. That moment, that kiss, marked the beginning of many more shared moments, It was the beginning of a lifetime of waiting to.