I stop and look… “Can’t you see what’s going on?”… “What do you mean?” I ask… He looks at me… “I want you!”… “I’ve always wanted you”… “I’m around you and I get nervous all the time, always have”… “Really?”… He nods… “I feel the same way”, I say to him… We both sigh… We start kissing like we’re teenagers… It’s awkward, fast and frantic… We have no rhythm; you can tell it’s the first time… Doesn’t matter we keep going… My back is starting to hurt from laying on the stairs and the weight of his... Sign in to see full entry.