The only logical place to start is the beginning, when my love for you all began. You remember it was Valentine’s Day; actually it was around 8pm that night when I decided to go to the local gay bar, Maddies’. I was single and for whatever reason my friends were busy so I went to the bar alone thinking I’d find someone there to hang with for the night. After spending a couple of hours sitting at the bar and talking to a gay guy, you walked into Maddies’ and at that moment neither one knew that our lives were to change forever.
You had just gotten off from work and made the bold decision to stop in since you and your boyfriend had been there before and he had introduced you to the owner. You were hoping that Maddie would be behind the bar so you’d know at least one person in the joint. She was and no sooner did you walk in and sat down right by me, Maddie introduced you to me. We started talking, I did my dyke chick scan on you, and we talked some more. I politely dumped the gay guy, he understood, so I could spend the time there with you.
I noticed that it was two minutes to midnight and I said to you that Valentine’s Day was almost over and would mind if I gave you a kiss. I saw you take that quick breath in and as your eyes moved up from the floor to my eyes, you said no, you wouldn’t mind a kiss. I remember swallowing very hard, my palms got a bit sweaty and my heart sped up as I leaned slowly towards your lips and we kissed. It was a very modest kiss but it was all that was needed to make my eyes go blind from the fireworks that were shooting off in my head.
Twenty seven years ago we both melted like butter from our first kiss.
To be continued.