"In beer there is freedom, in wine there is health, in cognac there is power and in water there is bacteria" – Anon
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One evening, we dropped you off at your house. You had hesitation in your voice, but you asked us to come in. I could hear in your voice that you didn't want to be left alone. So i did not dare to say no. I asked him if it was okay, and he agreed. We headed to your house. We talked for a few and decided to run to the store for some drinks. Snacks, water, and beer were brought back to the house. As always, we love to listen to music. You pulled out your nice speaker and threw on some old-school tunes. We started to vibe, then decided to do some karaoke. Oh, how we love to hear you sing. You have a beautiful voice and sing with such feelings. It is one of your happy places. As we continue the night, i decide to join you. I definitely dont sing as well as you, but i love my 80's slow james. Whitney is a must. As we sing, i get way into it. I know i can't sing as awesome as you, but music is with feelings. It's amazing how well it can change your mood. After my one amazing performance, i decided to sit down on the couch. He is sitting on the other one. You decide to dance and pull me from sitting. I would not dare tell you i am nervous standing that close to you. As always, you are the lead. I do not question. Your confidence is sexy and i try not to show you my nervousness. The only thing i could say was that i am not drunk enough for this. As you dance with smoothness, i am counting in my head, trying not to mess up. You are very intimidating in a good way. As i am near, i can smell your perfume. You smell amazing as always. As we move to the rhythm of the music. I dare not to look too excited. He is watching. As i turn towards him, i smile. He is sitting on the couch so calm and patient. I love it. He can see that we are having fun. It brings joy to his face. Back to us. While dancing, i can feel so many feelings rushing throughout my body. It may be a simple dance to you, but to me, this is the closest I have been to you in a while. I hope my hands dont sweat too much. I try not to stare into your eyes too long bc i know i would love to kiss you. I hold back. The only thing i could do was take a quick glance at your face and lick my lips. I breathe in and hope you didn't notice. Yet i dare not ask. As we keep dancing, i get a little better with my hips. Most likely the beer. Many become brave with liquid courage. Next thing we notices we run out of beer. We both asked him if he could get some more beer. He says no, but we both say please. He then agrees. We are thankful for him bc he doesn't get mad. He then heads to the store. You and I continue to dance again. As we are close, i lean your face against mine. I close my eyes to feel the moment. It helps me feel the music as well. As we dance for a few minutes, i can feel my desire to kiss you more than ever. I lift my face to look into your eyes, then to your lips. Your lips are perfect to me. Especially when you do something simple like talk, smile, or especially laugh. Something about them turns me on more than you know. While looking at your lips, i lean in close. You do not back up nor turn your face, so i move in. As our lips touch, i get so many feelings rushing through my body. I am excited and nervous all at once. I have kissed these lips before, but i hope this time it is as special to you as it is to me. I just dont like kissing you. I love kissing you. You kiss with such passion, and i want more. I pull you in closer as my hands are on your back. I want this moment to last forever. But i know it won't, so i just enjoy the few minutes we have. If this is what love feels like. Please allow me to receive more. Hopefully, these feelings you feel in return. As we pull away, we have to laugh it off. Damn is all i can think.
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