See ya later." Kay. Bye." I watched Carla go.And then in the afternoon, sitting in my freshman psych class, Heather tossed me a little note. Well, did...'t toss it. We were in a little lecture hall, with like 40 students and she was a couple rows up and a bunch of chairs over, so she had our classmates pass the note from one to another to me."I have to go to the bathroom."That was all it said and so I got up, leaving my books cause it was the middle of class and we had thirty more minutes of the. Wow that felt great I thought. Then came another kiss….and another…..and another. Mom slowly lifted her head and looked in my eyes for a long moment. The taxi drier interrupted the moment by telling us we had reached home. We got out and paid the driver and Mom took my hand as we walked up the path.Putting to one side the moment in the car I said “I’ve had one of the best nights ever, I really enjoyed myself” as mom walked through to the kitchen. Mom came back with a glass of wine each and sat. For once I was just looking to relax in the sun and take in the atmosphere. The writer in me wondered if there was inspiration to be had for a story, and yes in the back of my mind the thought a bit of a holiday hook up was there too. So a few days later, here I was on a warm Thursday night, sitting at my second bar of the night. I was nursing a cool Belgium lager, watching the world go by when my gaze was caught by two laughing women who had pulled up at one of the tables on the promenade.. Desire overcame fear, as it always does, and Rick felt his pulse racingas he stood up. Chris had said something about wearing somethingcomfortable. What did that mean? Rick looked around desperately beforegrabbing his sleep shorts and a t-shirt. He changed as fast as he could,nearly falling over in his haste. He took a deep breath and opened hisbedroom door and walked over to Chris’s room. He knocked softly on thedoor, half hoping Chris wouldn't hear him. The door opened and Ricksucked in his.