It seemed like a mile. We made small talk, mostly about our drives to Nashville. We glanced occasionally at each other, exchanging shy smiles. It was ... little awkward. Then suddenly, he was sitting right in front of me. I stared into those beautiful eyes. He leaned his face closer and his lips finally touched mine again. Just lightly, but it meant so much. Soft kisses became more as our tongues finally found each other. Slipping gently over the other. Taking my breath away. We continued to. Still Mr. Peterson let me have the apartment. There were only small windows, that only allowed very little light in during the day. There wasn't carpet on the floors, just a few large rugs covering the concrete floor. The shower was very crudely built, just a couple of knobs and a shower head over a drain with a circular curtain. There was a toilet with a small sink. There was one good size room that included my kitchen and living room space. It was furnished with one small dresser for clothes. He minces into the bedroom, quietly cursing himself. Atfirst it's "what a stupid mistake!" and "I have to paybetter attention!". But then as he collects the clips offthe floor he stops in his tracks. "What the hell has shedone to me? I'm cursing myself for some trivial mistakewhen I should be thinking about how to get the hell out ofhere, or at least talk her out of this."A chill runs through him as he returns the alligator clipsto the length of rope they were on. Returning the clips. But karne sab kuchh de rahi thi. Maine use bola ki baith ke dekhne me maja nhi aa raha hai, chalo let ke dekhte hain, wo man gayi.Maine aur wo side side me let gaye, ab main maja start hua., ab ham lete the to kisiko kuchh pata nahi chal raha tha ki kya ho raha hai., and I started kissing her like crazy.Main garam hone ke baad control nhi kar pata hun. Aur wo bhi bhayankar garam ho chuki thi ab tak. Wo mujhe paglo ki tarah kiss kar rahi thi. Pahli baar mujhe aisi ladki mili thi jo mujhse bhi.