(A fiction piece for The Speakeasy. Warning: Sensitive Topic)
A flash sparked across the sky, the Perseids were an interactive canvas for her special night. Jess felt the closeness of Jake, could feel his breath tickle the hairs on her neck, and she held her breath, savoring the moment. Any second now, here in the backyard under the stars, Jake would be her first kiss! How romantic!
He leaned in and she felt tingly with excitement. He reached over and suddenly his hands were in her shirt. Another reached down there, a special secret place. She froze. Is this how it goes instead? Will the kiss ever come? In her mind it was as if she locked the door and threw away the key, this never ending moment a secret, a dark place to never visit again. She closed her eyes and did her best not to think or feel.