The Kissing GamePosted: August 22, 2011
It’s tough, you know.
I’d even become a little cocky about my own abilities.
Four years of kissing just one boy makes you an expert.
An expert in kissing that one boy.
And possibly in any other boy who kisses exactly like him.
But not an expert in kissing as an art.
I’m off my game.
I automatically start in a certain way and then there’s a ‘gah’ moment when I realise that it’s really not working.
Not in this situation.
Not with this boy.
So I have to adjust my methods.
And not helped by that fact that I’m usually tipsy when it happens.
I don’t know where to move or what to do or what angle to work.
I have a system that I now have to abandon and start from scratch.
Left or right?
Oh so you do that with your tongue.
And your hands are there….already?
Why aren’t you hands there yet!?
Oh God, am I going to0 fast?
Am I being a slutty kisser!?
WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME!?
*grabs the paper bag to stop the hysterics*
And this is just the kissing part.
This is supposed to be the easy part!
I hate being bad at things.
I have a horrible character flaw of trying for about 5mins to do something and if I’m not automatically awesome at it, I get unbelievably frustrated and I pack it in.
Obviously that’s left me able to do very few things well.
So far I have ‘eating’ and ‘sarcasm’.
I’m quite fond of kissing though, so I’d rather not give up in this case.
I’m just going to have to find someone I can kiss amazingly INSTANTLY.
Not much to ask, right?
Surely it’s not supposed to be this stressful….