Our first kiss

excerpt from novel : Counter Camouflage

Darkness suffocated daylight and allowed billboards to show the lavishness of the city. Mixed lights confuse my senses. I can't hear the fountain which is ten feet away, but I see it as if it's three feet away. I'm captured by lights and nervous thumps on the sidewalk in front of the ticket service. My two feet are waiting for my head to give them a sign to continue moving on. My head is waiting for the eye's signal. Eye is waiting for him. What if my feet uncontrollably start playing hopscotch? Then I would have to throw the chalk, which I didn't have. He appears. A hello without a handshake and we move on. Talking about my getting used to the new flat. We can speak of alarms as far as I care. I don't know where we are going; all I know is that we are walking on the sidewalk, slowly cutting the illuminated store windows. We stop in front of a gallery, where he, as a true gentleman, moves to the side and gives me a signal to go in first. The sound of the sensor didn't allow my anxiety to make a triumph over my body. I finally felt it, that's important. String dolls on the stands and walls. Curious people smiling - it's enough to just look at them. No vulgarity, that's obvious, just erotica - pure erotica. Without saying a single word, we get closer to the first string doll. Someone's already playing it. A girl tearing off some guy's shirt, his head bended. It seems like a poster from a twenty year old magazine. We head to the other doll. Two people facing each other, holding hands. Just looking at the doll was a signal for him to move it. His hand makes their hands move, bodies get closer, just enough for a kiss. We're just standing there, fascinated by this sight. I start nudging him. The kiss lasts for such a long time - I whisper. His eyebrows agree. One string doll is trapped in a dimly lit corner. I can't foresee its movement. We come closer to the stand; the light under the doll is coming through the wires. Light on our faces. I stare at the doll, start moving it. Waiting for something to happen. I feel his fingers in my hair… he's looking at my face. What's just happened was unexpected - our first kiss, next to the guy fondling a girl's hair.....This time, I had no objections to a kiss lasting for a very long time.

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