Trying It On For Size Part 2

I walked her back to her room. She unlocked her door and then turned, taking my hand not shaking it. I told her again what I wonderful time I'd had and thanked her. She said she had a great time too and thanked me for dinner. She let go of my hand, turned to go back in the room and then stopped and turned back around to face me. Moving closer, with a serious, determined look on her face, she reached around the back of my neck with one hand and pulled me close to her, then dipped her head down slightly, kissed me softly on the lips. There was no tongue, no lip nibbling, no crotch rub. It was a simple, soft kiss. Then she turned back around and was gone.

I was left frozen on the walkway unable to move, a little stunned by how it had ended and how suddenly it had ended. I returned to my car deep in thought and drove home unable to get Tanya or the day's events out of my mind. They came in flashbacks, powerful, incredibly erotic images that will stay with me for the rest of my life. Will I see Tanya again, I thought. I don't know but I'd sure like to came my mind's silent reply. But what did it all mean, I asked myself. There was so much to sort out. Somehow, I knew I needed to sort it out before I saw her again. Somehow, some way, I knew that I would.