Post by Josephine Harding on Jul 30, 2009 6:39:54 GMT -5
As Marcus went in to kiss her, she wondered what it was going to be like to do this with him. She imagined him maybe someone who would be into kissing girls, and would have a lot of experience in that department. She, herself, not so much. So Jo hoped that she would not let her end down when they kissed.
Finally his lips met hers, ever so gently. That first kiss lingered for a while, just two pairs of lips touching, nicely mind you. Then she felt herself responding, when his mouth opened slightly over hew own. Not wanting to be pushing by any means in the current state of where they were, Jo opened her mouth a little, and let a little tongue slip in there as well. It was just something nice and soft, and not something that was forcing the situation to lead to anything.
Then Marcus pulled apart from her, where he stood and stared into her eyes. Jo couldn't move her feet, eyes, or body at all. She was numb all over. Then finally she snapped out of it, and looked at Marcus. "Um, thanks." She could have smacked herself in the head right there and then for that comment. Why did she say that? Was she really a dumb blonde under her hardened exterior?
Shaking her head, she decided to change the subject, to a more obvious one. "Well Marcus Woods, that was a great ending to a nice morning. But I must get inside, and catch some zzz's. I don't want to go, but I must. Unless they want a sleep walking Jo for the next night shift at the bar." With that, Jo leaned in, and kissed Marcus on the lips again. They did feel nice to her. Then Jo smiled, waved, and then headed up to her front door.
Finally his lips met hers, ever so gently. That first kiss lingered for a while, just two pairs of lips touching, nicely mind you. Then she felt herself responding, when his mouth opened slightly over hew own. Not wanting to be pushing by any means in the current state of where they were, Jo opened her mouth a little, and let a little tongue slip in there as well. It was just something nice and soft, and not something that was forcing the situation to lead to anything.
Then Marcus pulled apart from her, where he stood and stared into her eyes. Jo couldn't move her feet, eyes, or body at all. She was numb all over. Then finally she snapped out of it, and looked at Marcus. "Um, thanks." She could have smacked herself in the head right there and then for that comment. Why did she say that? Was she really a dumb blonde under her hardened exterior?
Shaking her head, she decided to change the subject, to a more obvious one. "Well Marcus Woods, that was a great ending to a nice morning. But I must get inside, and catch some zzz's. I don't want to go, but I must. Unless they want a sleep walking Jo for the next night shift at the bar." With that, Jo leaned in, and kissed Marcus on the lips again. They did feel nice to her. Then Jo smiled, waved, and then headed up to her front door.