You’ve never REALLY kissed me, Honeybear.”
He dropped his guitar back on the bunk, along with the bag he was carrying with his other hand, and wrapped his arms around my shoulders, with mine around his back, and he gave me one of the best kisses of my life… deep, slow… breathing through his nose, holding me tighter and tighter… yes, THIS was a kiss worth remembering….. Anything wrong?” — “Yeah, this dressing room thing is a fiasco… we need a system… can you lend me a hand between the shows here?” — “Sho’nuf, Baby… I’ll be right down….” and, coming around the corner, past the dual security guys, Tommy came jogging along…
“Their clean clothes, food, and beer are out here,” I showed him… then I took him back to the ‘Locker room’ — “and here are the showers. Indianporn We now had an emotional bond, although it was not the deep penetrating bond of love that we had with our partners at home.
