Anyways the next day came and today I made time to go swim a few laps. Riding the bus there was a nerve wrecking experience. Am I gay? What do I say t... him? Will I even see him? Why am I getting so worried over a man. At the same time I was very eager. The mere image of his body gave me butterflies in my stomach. The bus stops at the YMCA building and hop off the bus and enter the building. walk to the lower level, where the pool and locker room is and I look around the corner, he isn't here.. He picks up the wineglasses and leaves the room. She sits and he returns with the drinks, Strawberry Daiquiris. While they are eating, she realizes the dogs are not begging for food. “Where are the kids?” she asks. “Your mom is watching them for us this weekend.” After they finish, he gets up and goes into the living room. She hears soft, romantic music start to play. He comes back and offers his hand. She takes it and he leads her into the living room. He pulls her into his arms and they. ’ It was not kind, I know, but it was true; she sucked in both departments. I put the apron on, struggling with making a bow behind my back. How the hell do women know how to do that? Then I changed my mind. I didn’t want to upset Johanna, so I turned the apron around and was just about to put it on backwards, when I saw something I’d never seen before. Written on the back of the apron in my ex’s handwriting was, “AND FUCK YOU TOO.”That would never do; I decided to put it on the right way. You place your hands on my shoulders. You slowly turn me around. Your hands go over the small frame of my shoulders, they come together on my neck, I lift my chin. They move up my neck, closing my eyes, I can feel your fingers in my hair. And with noise of desperation, you kiss me.Your kiss is powerful. I let myself lean against your body. Engulfed. I stop breathing. Content to die by your kiss. I love it. I let your power come into my body. I let you take me over. Spill into me.