I kiss her back and squeeze her hand before flashing to my room and changing quickly. I grab my sunglasses and a towel before flashing back out to her.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
I pull back but brush my lips against his, breathing heavily as images pass through my mind. All of him, like the past...when we were younger. I swallow, never wanting to let go of him.
,,,,,,,,,,,, Jackie
I take a deep breath and look back at him, "You can look down."
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
In a hole in the ground there lived a hobbit. Not a nasty, dirty, wet hole, filled with the ends of
worms and an oozy smell, nor yet a dry, bare, sandy hole with nothing in it to sit down on or to
eat: it was a hobbit-hole, and that means comfort. — JRR Tolkien