I purposely lean across one or the other of them, so they can only see and smell me for that moment…I be sure to make eye contact, maybe lightly bru...sh their arm or hand, rest my hand on their back or shoulder or neck. I occasionally drop something so that I have to bend over…giving a seductive peek of the back of my thighs, the curve of my cheeks… I hear sentences trail off behind me, momentary silence until I’m upright again. Once everyone is settled I move behind you….putting my arms around. I could kiss her until infinity became a fraction of something as big as my desire was then."Jamie Lynn?" I said as I backed away slightly. "I'm sorry, I'm not sure what came over me... I just had to taste..."She smothered my explanation of the flurry of kisses with an urgent hungry kiss of her own. Her teeth bit lightly onto my bottom lip as she sucked it gently into her mouth. I had no choice but to kiss her back. The passion I knew inside was there in the form of this beautiful woman kissing. See regardless whether one agrees or not I am not male, nor am I female either. I exist in a truth that is outside sociological normality. Our society got stained with the residue from over thousands of years of misleading. ONE small faction of mankind tried and semi temporarily successfully created a definition that has tried to eliminate the true existence of ALL people. (temp because: it is statistically logical that over that time technology and understanding would change this). I don’t want to be wheeled out.” Before I could fucking run over and scold her to obey the medics, just like that man was about to do, she said with a sultry smile, “You can carry me if you want. I promise to keep my hands to myself, handsome.”The laughs around her were… strained. But, nevertheless, they obliged her, and she was carried to the ambulance.Amelia had flirted. And she never liked to do so.What had changed, I didn’t know.Something had.I still felt her lips caressing the skin on my.