Feeling his hands pressed against my back sent a surge of electric
tingles
up my spine - this is too delicious to be bad - holding him close to me,
judging his attraction by the hardness of his pants - was I really that
turned on? - it was already 6 o'clock in the morning and I was amazed at
my cognitive faculties - . Turning around to face him, witnessing the
delight reflected in his face and eyes, I could sense a force, an
undercurrent of life. Pulled in by sheer will, touching cheek to cheek
and then lips to lips - bursting open the floodgates so recently closed
off in hopes of gaining insight into myself - cacophonius blast of spirit
reaching high above Davis Library, stretching lazily across the Pit and
drifting down to Earth below. Ah indeed. My kingdom come - it is to be
inevitably acheived. Sensations entirely new to me becoming my true
knowledge and essence of life. This, then, is the beginning.