WE KISSED

Now our first meeting was out of the way; and having learned a fair amount of American cordless phone transportation, I was ready to retrieve my things from the back of my truck. The load had shifted forward when I hammered on the brakes in a sucessful attempt to avoid death somewhere just inside the Bronx. When I crawled in the back to bring my stuff forward Lisa crawled right in after me. Thats when we had our first real kiss. Everything that followed would have been rated PG by the Motion Picture Association of America, and isn't really important to the story =)

A couple of minutes later after carrying all my stuff inside we plopped down on the couch. We talked, and laughed. After awhile Lisa fell asleep with her head on my lap. The TV was on, blaring Family Ties. I didn't know where the remote was, and I didn't want to wake Lisa up. So there I sat. Through the relentless PC drivel known as 80ies sitcoms, and the numbing senstation slowly creeping throughout my legs as the circulation was being cut off, I realised ... I had just met a very special girl. Hopefully, after reading these pages, she'll still want to BE MINE!