In the seat before me, my close friend and his lover were together smooching. Seeing this Shruthi got aroused. And since I was also drunk, we got arou...sed too badly. I went near her and asked whether I could kiss her. And she said ok. So I held her cheeks between both my hands.I placed my lips on hers and took in her lower lips inside my mouth. And pulled it inside passionately. She closed her eyes and was enjoying the moment. It was her first kiss. Well, not mine though! Seconds passed, minutes. 'How did I get here?' she wondered, feeling confused. It had been a long time since she woke up not knowing where she was, but it had happened to her often enough that she wasn't too concerned.Then she remembered – Jake, the ravine, the needed rope – and cursed herself for not being more careful. She knew she should have scanned the area for signs of life before venturing in to the tool shed. There were often people coming up here to camp.She itched between her legs and squirmed around, trying. There was something deep inside me that needed his attention.“Cute enough for a kiss?” he asked.Before I could respond, he leaned in and put his lips on mine. Rather than feeling pressured or forced, like I had earlier, I felt a sensation I had never felt before. I felt complicit, like I was letting myself go in the best possible way. I opened my mouth and let his tongue in. He moved it around in circles. I could feel the scruffiness of his five o’clock shadow on my chin and cheeks. I gently. She wanted to turn her back to it but was afraid to move her feet too much lest she fall. Then she could tell he was standing close to her between her body and the fan, and she tried once more to freeze in place. She was panting now; though it sounded as if it came from far away, she realized the the slight keening whine she heard was coming from her own mouth, but she couldn't stop it. When he softly tweaked her nipple she yelped and almost leaped through the ceiling, her balance shifting.