THIRTY AND A HALF: Shut Up And Kiss Me

 

“Kennard.”

Kiss.

“Hmm?”

Kiss.

“Those ladies –kiss– were –kiss– so wrong..”

Kiss.

“Hmm?”

Kiss.

“I don’t wish –kiss– my girlfriend –kiss– was hot like them.”

Kiss.

“Uh-huh..”

Kiss.

“Yep.”

Kiss.

“W-wait a minute!”

 

“Ow! Why’d you push me away?”

 

“Are you saying that I’m not hot?”

 

“No. I’m saying they’re not as hot as you..”

 

“Really?”

 

“I swear. Now let’s go back to kissing shall we?”

Kiss.

“W-wait!”

 

“What?”

 

“You said ‘my girlfriend’..”

 

“Yeah. So?”

 

“Am I.. I mean.. are you.. uh.. are we..”

 

“Kennard.. you are my girlfriend. I am your girlfriend. We are a couple. Get it?”

 

“Uh.. when did we decide this?”

 

“I asked you right before we started our fourth make-out session. Don’t you remember?”

 

“Really? Um.. I can’t seem to recall..”

 

“Let me refreshen your memory. Thirty minutes ago, I asked you if we were a couple now and you said, and I quote, ‘uhhhhhhh’.. and kissed me some more.”

 

“Umm.. I think you just heard me moan..”

 

“…”

 

“Porter?”

 

“And you accuse me of being the horny one. You were so into it that you didn’t understand an important question that I was asking you..”

 

“I’m not horny! I uhh.. was just lost in the kiss for a moment. Is that bad?”

 

“No, not really. It’s an ego booster, actually.”

 

“Great. As if your gigantic ego needed a boost..”

 

“Ahem.”

 

“What?”

 

“Do I have your undivided attention now?”

 

“Yes. Why?”

 

“Good. Let’s do this again shall we?”

 

“Do what?”

 

“Tina Kennard..”

 

“Yes?”

 

“Would you give me the honor of being my girlfriend? Wait.. don’t answer yet..”

 

“…”

 

“Here are a few guidelines. Number one, please refrain from moaning your answer. Number two, please choose from the following replies: yes, okay, yeah, yep, uh-huh, hell yeah and fuck yes. And number three, any answer with the words no, nope, fuck no, hell no and anything similar to those negative words will be considered as a ‘yes’ answer. Do I make myself clear?”

 

Nod.

 

“Great. So, what’s your answer?”

 

Nod. Nod.

 

“Say it Kennard. I need to hear.”

 

“Fine. YES Porter. Are you happy now?”

 

“Ecstatic.”

 

“Great. Now shut up and come here..”

 

“Okay.”

Kiss.

“Horny..”

Kiss.

“Got any complaints Porter?”

Kiss.

“Nope. None at all.”

Kiss.

 

———————————————————

 

“How long are they gonna suck face?”

 

“Who knows Alice? Can we go back now? It doesn’t look like they’re gonna stop anytime soon..”

 

“Five more minutes Shaney..”

 

“That’s what you said five minutes ago..”

 

“Ssshhh! I’m just worried..”

 

“Worried?”

 

“They’ve been kissing for a few hours already.”

 

“So?”

 

“They must be dehydrated by now..”

 

“I’m sure they don’t give a damn. I, on the other hand, am parched and in the mood for a martini.”

 

“Then go on ahead..”

 

“I can’t leave you here. It’s too far to walk back without a cart.”

 

“Oh yeah, right. Okay, just a few more minutes, I pro – woah!!”

 

“Holy shit!”

 

“I knew Kennard was a wild one!”

 

“Wow.. how was she able to do that with the seatbelt on and the safety bar restricting them?”

 

“You know what they say.. when there’s a will, there’s a way..”

 

“Hot damn..”

 

“I know..”

 

“Ooooooo.. nice move Bette!”

 

“Who knew that Porter was so flexible?”

 

“And so creative..”

 

“I’m so proud..”

 

“Me too. Our Bette is all gr – shit!”

 

“Fuck my mother.”

 

“Nice Kennard.. now THAT is how you give a love bite.”

 

———————————————–

 

“Porter..”

Kiss.

“Hmm..”

Kiss.

“I feel like we’re being watched..”

Kiss.

“I feel it too. I think I know who..”

Kiss.

“Should we stop?”

Kiss.

“Do you want to?”

Kiss.

“Nope.”

Kiss.

“Great. Don’t worry, I’ll deal with them tomorrow..”

Kiss.

“Think they’re enjoying the show?”

Kiss.

“Probably. I know I am..”

Kiss.

“Me too.”

 

tbc..