i remember the way she looked at me. her blue eyes deep intense and focused. her half opened mouth smiling, her tongue seemed to play on her teeth. by now the careful application of lipstick seemed folly.. it blended slowly into her cheeks, giving her full lips a shining bare honesty.. we kissed then, drinking in greedy gulps. i was drunk on her taste. our breathing sharp and drawn. i let my hands trace the soft contours of her face..it has been said a kiss is natures way of arresting speech when words become superfluous. our language changed to simple gutteral, short affirmations. her breath hot in my ear, laughing and taking a playful bite at the lobe..her hands under my shirt tracing paths with her fingers, her nails would graze lightly. the electric shivers only encouraged me..... anyone want hear the rest?