Get caught up in the moment...

You feel your heart flutter as you stare into her eyes, whether from nervousness or the drinks, you don't know. "I..." You begin to say, your voice trailing off as you find yourself getting lost in things you didn't notice, or couldn't notice before... The smell of her perfume fills your nostrils with every inhale. The sensation of her smooth and soft skin gently rubbing against your own in time with your breaths gives you goosebumps. The light of the t.v. still playing its rather sensous scene reflects in her eyes, the depth and colour of which seem to entrance you more and more with every passing second...

"I..." You begin to say again, this time the interruption comes not from within you, but from Darcy moving her face forward but an inch, enough for your lips to make contact. The second her soft, plump lips touch yours, you feel sparks fly throughout your entire body and you feel a small sigh, of relief, of pleasure, of anticipation, escape past from your mouth... The kiss only lasts a second, a mere peck, but the feeling lingers... You slowly drift back into reality and find Darcy staring at you with a warm smile. "Wow..." You mutter softly, causing her to giggle playfully... "I guess you liked it then?" She asks you gleefully. You slowly nod your head, still shaken from the thoughts and feelings that passed through your mind and body. "I... I've never had..." You mutter... "A kiss like that?" Darcy asks inquisitively. You nod your head again. "Jack has never made me feel like that before... Not with a kiss... Not with..." You say, your voice trailing off again. Darcy cocks an eyebrow... "Not with?" She asks you.

"Well... You know..." You tell her, not wanting to say it out loud... "Oooh!" She exclaims, catching on to your drift... "Things that bad?" She asks, hopping up and positioning herself in a listening position at the other end of the couch, her gead restimg on her hands and her legs crossed. You swivel yourself into a similar postition facing her... "Well... He's just..." "Bad in bed?" She asks you, trying to figure out what you're getting at... "Well... Yes" you say frankly, and the two of you erupt into schoolgirl like laughter... "That sucks Kay..." Darcy says, in an attempt to console you. "Have you ever... You know... Gotten off before with him?" She asks you. You shake your head... "No... He always comes super-quick and it doesn't help that" you respond, cutting yourself off before you tell her about Jack's "little" problem. It's too late however, Darcy cocks an eyebrow once more. "What doesn't help?" She asks you. "Well... It's just that... He's..." Darcy interjects by holding her pinky finger up and giving you a playfull insinuating look. You can't help but giggle as you nod your head. The giggle turns into laughter as Darcy begins to laugh on the other end of the couch. "How small?" She asks as she struggles to catch her breath... You bat the idea around in your head of putting this to an end now... But you're having fun right? And besides... Girls talk about this stuff with their friends right? Whats the harm in opening up about your frustration...

"Let's just say that I wish your pinky is what I was dealing with!" You tell her and the two of you erupt in laughter again. Of course that was an exageration... But not by much, you think to yourself as you watch her smile and laugh... Besides... That smile is... Intoxicating... Darcy calms down and sighs as she reaches for the bottle of wine, eyeing your empty glass she asks in a sultry tone, "Want some more Kay?"