All my fellow bloggers seem to gone all soppy and romantic. AFE, DS, Random.
Ok, I'll have a go.
C'mon Daniel and Andy. You have a go too.
I am much better at self control now. I would never get into this situation nowdays. Some cruel person may say, well it is unlikely you will have the opportunity. No matter. I don't look for it nowdays nor create the opportunities.
It was New Year's Eve. I knew him already, but not well. I was fascinated and intrigued by him. It was after midnight at the Peel. I had done the b/f kissing and the friends kissing. I had drifted away. I saw him, but did not look at him. I knew he saw me. He was in a suit and looked so handsome. His hair was just right, his clothes, he had presence. He looked masculine and assertive. So classy but there was also a don't mess with me look about him.
From the corners of my eyes I could see him coming over. I ignored him. I watched the guys dancing. Hello, he said. Hi, I said. He wasted no more time. He kissed me. All the cliches happened, the stars in the sky, the weak feeling, the melting feeling, the incredible desire for him.
I have never seen this happen anywhere, but the dancefloor stopped and watched, well half of it that could see us.
I had schemed and calculated and it paid off. It was a magical moment, but sorry, better get back to my friends and b/f. And I did as my b/f and friends are the most important things in my life, this was just a bit of fun. I am always susceptible to flattery and attention.
Note, this is pulic writing, not private.