So here, perhaps..."And now one hand is moving from my hip, between my legs. "So here," hemurmurs. "Another curve to trace, another curve. Gateway, ma...be, tosomeplace better, a path though the woods..." Fingers fan through curlsof hair. "Then you find the spot where all the world opens up beforeyou."That's where his fingers rest.I feel warm breath now on eyelids, on my cheeks.Lips brush: eyebrow, lashes, cheeks.Lips. His lips on mine. My mouth parts. We kiss.He pulls back, not even an inch. I. When his brother, Dan, told him he was getting married and wanted him to be his best man, he knew he would have to get a good suit. He took time to shop around to find a good store. One of his friends told him about a men's store where the suits were custom fitted, so he thought this was the best way to find a good suit.His brother said he needed a black suit. Well, that wouldn't be hard to find. He thought it would not take long to be fitted for a suit and black was black. He couldn't mess. "Such a novel situation to be in." I thoughtShe noticed me laughing and must have thought this was a good opportunity to approach me because she asked"Are you laughing at me ?" I stammered as if I did something wrong which made her laugh."If you want to make it up to me buy me a drink," she saidI collected myself. I reacted as if I was still the same as before. I need to adapt.We walked toward the bar making small talk. I bought her a drink and we kept talking.To some people maybe flirting in a. .." retorted Ashley. A few more minutes of yelling ensued, which finally ended with, "AS LONG AS YOU LIVE IN MY HOUSE, YOU LIVE BY MY RULES!! YOU ARE GROUNDED FOR A WEEK LITTLE LADY!! NO TV! NO COMPUTER! NO PHONE! NO FRIENDS!! NO LATE NIGHT TRIPS!!! GO TO YOUR ROOM!!!" yelled my step-mom, followed by the thunderous crash of a door closing and the sound of a car pulling out of the drive way. A minute later the door to my room crashed open and with soiled tear streaked mascara and red angry.