Shame. Loneliness. Pain.“Please,” he found himself pleading again. “Please, don’t leave me alone tonight.” He looked down at her, staring in...o her beautiful eyes. He kissed her.It was a short kiss, a shallow one, yet, a kiss had never tasted sweeter. The faint bitterness of the tea they just had, swirled inside his mouth. But it was far weaker compared to the ecstasy he felt. He had done it. He finally kissed her.When they stopped, he met her gaze. He could see a hint of hesitation swim in her. I didn’t know what the right answer was so I decided to play it safe. “Well, we’re good friends and I think we’ll have fun together.”“I see.” She said in a funny voice. “I’ll have to think about it.”Crap! What did I do wrong? Why the hell was Trey palming his face?The rest of lunch was pretty silent and awkward and I was glad when it was finally over.Trey grabbed my shoulder as we walked to class after lunch. “You fucked up.”“What!? She said she would think about it.” I didn’t know what Trey. I called her cell but got no answer. So I figured I'd just ask the gate attendent when I got there. I pulled down the winding road to the gate, and old dude about 80 came out. I told him I was looking to meet up with my wife , that she had come through eariler that day. Whats her name he asked, I told him, he looked on his clipboard , nope she aint here. But she's got to be I told him , she was with some guys towing a boat. Whats the guys names he asked. I thought , I have no idea who she is up. She pulled her long dark hair back in a bun and wore plain clothes. Underneath them, however, was a much more attractive body than the usual scrawny or “barrel with tits” or semi-obese ones I usually saw. About 5 feet 5, she had firm C cup breasts, a nice waist and proportionate hips. Her pubes were neatly trimmed above the kind of slightly protruding inner labia I thought most attractive.“What brings you here today Mrs. Jones?”“I’m having a burning sensation when I pee for about the last.