You then zipped up the front, and I put my arms through the straps at the sides, almost purring with the thought that I wouldn't be able to ... escape until you took it off for me. I felt you tie the sleeves' buckle behind my back, before fastening the two other buckles that ran between my legs so that I couldn't simply lift the whole thing over my head. Then I couldn't feel your touch anymore, but my outfit was complete. I couldn't tell where you were. It was. .."I did. My mind really did feel like it was floating. Hundreds of random thoughts were entering my head, but not in the confused, crowded way that they usually did. There seemed to be real harmony to them, like hundreds of old friends meeting up and gelling together like they had when they were k**s, or like the thousands of spots on a Monet painting coming together to form an idyllic country scene.I guess I let my mind wander a little far. I don't know whether it was the warmth of the oil,. I walked toward the bar were the largest congregation of people were and where in the middle woman danced topless. As I sat down I ordered a nine dollar Budweiser and drank it down to calm my nerves as I looked about the room all the men were talking to women and the women on stage danced erotically to the music. Just then a Hispanic girl sits down right by me and says hello and introduced herself I did like wise and we chatted for a bit. I ordered her a corona lite, her name was Melanie and no. It is intoxicating; bewildering; overwhelming; haunting. This is the story of how I found such a love.For me, love equals Gwen.CHAPTER 1: A REVELATIONGwen and I were best friends since grade 10. We had almost every class together and graduated together. We both lost our virginity at our grade 12 prom, on a double dare that had become a tradition between us. We would both dare each other to do the same thing. In grade 10 it was to walk up and kiss a nerd; by grade 12 we were daring each other to.