We’re sitting in a bus. The man behind us is drunk and is pulling your arm to get attention.

“Man, that is one good looking sweater you’re wearing boy”, the man says

You look at me smiling and say: “That’s only because I’m trying to impress this young girl here”.

“Give me a hug”, you say

I put my arms around you. I place my head on your shoulder. You’re exactly the right height. You feel so goddamn good.

I hear you sigh and say: “You fit me perfectly”

we were standing in a bus stop with all my stuff; suitcases and so on.

he wanted a kiss and we kissed, it was a tasty, sweet, long passionate kiss.

i told him he had become a damn good kisser. he told me he has had the best possible teacher.