Has it been that long really?..It feels like the first time. The jitters, butterflies, sweaty, anxious but I’m hoping that the expression on my face doesn’t sell me out. I want her to know that I know what I’m doing. I need to be the guide during this little truist.
She stares back. Expressionless. Not even a blink. I am now confused. What should I do? Let me make the first move..
I lift both my hands. Slowly move them towards her. Her bust. I touch. I touch again. First with my right hand then with the left. I press. It really is the first time! I press again. And again, and again… Soon its a non-stop melodious chatter of keys being pressed. On the keyboard!
The thoughts are transferred. The words formulated. The sentences completed. One paragraph. Then its two. Three. I should stop. I can’t. My fingers keep moving. Touching and pressing. And she reacts. I can see the expression on her face now. Still cold but at least I can read the words on her face. She has read my mind. All that I have thought is now written all over her. Excitement galore.
I look at her one more time. I need to confirm that we are on the same page. She still stares back but with my thoughts on her pretty little face. Contented I press the last two times. [CTRL + S]. I then click on the Publish Post button. And I’m done.
And folks that is how this article was born.
Happy new August everyone.