I undressed quickly and slipped under the covers. As I closed my eyes, images of Faith appeared as expected, and it would be long until I was too tired from all this tension to not fall asleep. But before that happened, my mind had drifted back to the day when Faith had showed me the wonders of lip-locking and saliva-exchanging. We had been sitting in the bay as usual, and she had been telling me that she had kissed two people in her life. People, not guys.
'I'm serious, Buffy. You may think that a hot girl like me has many volunteers,' she said, smirking, 'but I only kiss people I like. I've never done more than kissing, though, 'cause I'm saving my groping virginity and the you-know-which virginity for that special someone, y'know.' She made a grunting sound and moaned 'yes' a few times to make me blush, which I naturally did, being 13 and all. Not to mention that the girl I was developing a crush on, was talking to me about this.
She laughed hard and pointed at my face before asking me the question that would lead to my best experience that summer. Hell, the best experience of my whole life as of today.
'So, B? Has anyone had the pleasure of lip-locking with you yet?' She winked at me and grinned as I blushed an impossible shade of red.
'No, Faith. I'm sorry to disappoint you, 'cause now there's nothing for you to tease me about,' I said and stuck my tongue out at her. She faked a frown which only made me grin 'cause of the huge cuteness factor.
'Aren't you curious about it? How it feels?' I looked away, embarrassed, and wondered how she managed to do that to me. I had talked about this before with my friends, so it wasn't because of the subject.
'Well, yeah, I guess,' I mumbled, suddenly taking a big interest in my nails. ''Cause I could show you, B,' she said lightly, and my head shot up to meet her questioning eyes.
'Wh-what?' I asked wide-eyed, unable to believe what I had just heard. She grinned and said, 'c'mere, girlfriend!' while holding out her hand to me. I moved closer, feeling incredibly unsure of myself; something that was unusual for me when being with Faith. I always used to feel at ease and completely safe with her.
I sat down in front of her, and we were both sitting Indian style. Her face was so close, and all I could do was stare at that beautiful face which never ceased to amaze me, but her voice snapped me out of it.
'You want me to show you? It's good, 'cause you don't have to worry about doing it wrong when it's me, y'know,' she told me with a reassuring smile.
But I was worried about doing it wrong, 'cause to me, she was more than a friend. Still, I responded, 'Yeah, you're right, but tell me if I do something totally weird, ok? I don't wanna make a complete idiot out of myself, Faith.'
Leaning closer, she whispered, 'Just follow me.' My heart was beating so fast that I couldn't tell one beat from the other, and as our lips touched I could swear I'd never felt so good in my entire life. It was soft, warm and wonderful. My nervousness flew out the window, and I just let myself get swept up in that warm tingle that spread through my whole body. It was a gentle, yet earth shattering kiss, and I never wanted to stop kissing this angel that made me feel so loved. We had wrapped our arms around each other almost instantly, and the kiss must've lasted at least a minute before she broke it off. I don't really think she wanted to, though; something I can understand perfectly. Our faces were still only a couple of inches apart, and we both had silly smiles on our faces.
'Wow,' she started, 'that was something, B. I'm not gonna hold back and not tell you that you, girlfriend, are one hell of a great kisser!' I blushed, but just grinned at her, feeling even more attracted and amazed by her than before.
Even though it happened five years ago, the memory of it was still fresh in my mind. You don't just forget something like that too easily.
