Space Kissing

There was this woman, blond hair, cute face, really nice body. She came to the town about a month ago, and ever so often she would be sitting outside her house on a fancy fold chair with her sunglasses on. Nobody know who she was and where did she came from. Hell, nobody knew what she's called, until Little Johnny over there at the bar asked her frankly on her front porch.

She invited him to into her house and got him some chilling homemade lemonade. My mama said when I've found a girl who can make me a decent glass of lemonade, that girl would be my wife for the rest of my life. And now I've got Donna.

Anyway, she told Little Johnny that her name's Gauli Shedda. That must be some kind of chic language 'cause I've never heard a name so elegant in my entire life. And trust me, I've been living in this town long enough to know that the name's not from the surrounding county.

They then chatted a little, but Little Johnny didn't know what to talk about when he was alone with such a beautiful lady so he just ran off, with good manner of course. I saw him tumbled down the stairs when he came out of the door, saying excuse me all the same when he tasted grass in his mouth.

That's when I met her. I came to Little Johnny and got him up, her eyes was on me. Some kind of a wicked grin, like she enjoyed seeing what was before her.

A few days later when I walked into the same neighborhood, she had already set up a little tent on her lawn. At first I thought she was going to sleep outside but then I realized it wasn't when a guy from the town cross the river rolled out of her tent. He was holding her hands and they were both smiling. I knew there was something fishy going on, so I waited till the guy left, and went over to confront this women.

I know it sounds crazy but I actually accused her of running a whore business, and I deeply regret what I barked into her face. Thankfully the tradition to hang someone of wrongfully accusing others isn't around anymore, or I'd be dead by now.

She was a good mannered and well reasoned woman. She kept looking at me while I pointed my horrible fingers at her. Not until I've finished my speech did she took a hold of my wrist and dragged me into her tent. And my, did she have a strong arm.

She closed the tent behind us and I could see that it wasn't a tent we were in anymore. It was something else. It was dark, although the sun was beating on us just seconds ago. I could barely make out the silhouette of her body in there.

I remembered sweating a lot, and hearing nothing but the silence static ringing in my ears. I was petrified and couldn't escape.

Then the lights came on, and we were no longer in the tent. I reckon it's some kind of an empty space. I was bounded by nothing, we were swinging in the limitless horizon.

She took my hand and pulled me close to her and sucked the air out of me. Our lips stuck together, glued, inseparable.

And that's what I still remember. She's a really good kisser, I could tell you that. God, Donna's gonna kill me for telling you this.