She felt numb and the music was not reaching her ears anymore. He was being sudden and unexpected in his moves. He suddenly turned her around and there she was in the arms of the man she admired. The song got over and his grip loosened. Now they were a few inches apart. There was silence, but they were communicating through their eyes. He again started coming towards her, and his voice was soft yet seductive. She was a bit nervous and shy. He said, “I know you wantcha.”, she moved a little backward saying “no, I don’t”, his eyes, his voice, his manoeuver , everything about him was making her loose control. In her mind there were numerous thoughts running, she got lost again and for a second forgot that she was with him. He suddenly pushed her again, this time it was more fierce, more intense and they locked their lips. Her heart skipped a beat, because at that moment she was so lost and his move was totally unexpected. They kissed and kissed, he held her tight and her eyes were closed. For that one moment they wanted to forget everything and just move in the rhythm of their lips. Time slowed down and that being her first kiss was one of the most beautiful thing she has ever experienced. Finally, they stopped to breathe. She was emancipated by the clasps of her most precious moment. She saw him, with a little smile and slightly pink lips. She remembered applying a tinted balm and probably it got transferred. She was smiling and it was all very ethereal. They moved towards each other again and this time they were kissing as if they were taught in havens and the whole universe was celebrating it. Their tounges delve deeper and they were moving towards the bed. Slowly and gradually. she could feel the rim of the bed right behind her knees. . . .