I thought I was too hard on you, and maybe you were unable to tell me that. The low self-esteem created by her problem never let her fully comprehend how gorgeous she actually was. I went back to her, leaned forward, held her firmly by the nape, and I kissed her lips voraciously, making her moan in surprise. I just stood behind the couch, behind her, when my eyes suddenly connected to that vision, so clear through the large neckband of her loose t-shirt. “Huuuuuungh!” She groaned through gritted teeth, and she winced in pain, but her eyes were on mine. It would be my responsibility. At that moment, I felt as if she was entirely mine. She said it. We all do. Now that her willingness to go for it was out in the open, now that I had made her take the first step, there was nothing else stopping me.
