the first time

Amidst writing my senior paper (which I might add took less than an hour to complete), I came across this. It was written last year, during creative writing as a short dialogue between a guy (Sebastien) and gal (Ani) who are new neighbors in a large apartment complex in the city.

Ani: Oooohhh, Sebastien. Let me catch my breath. That was so amazing!
Sebastien: Yeah? How’d it feel?
Ani: It felt wonderful. It was the best ever. I could feel everything.
Sebastien: Yeah, I made it that way for you. I thought you’d enjoy it.
Ani: And the way you fingered… I was so impressed.
Sebastien: What can I say? I just know how to please women…
Ani: Sebastien, I could experience that every day.
Sebastien: That was only the first time, Ani. You just wait, it gets better… And I was a little nervous this time…
Ani: Nervous? Ha! I couldn’t control any of my emotions. I don’t know what I was. I was so lost in each and every movement of yours. I loved the sounds you made.
Sebastien: It felt good for me too. When I do it, everything inside me comes out; all my feelings, emotions… The only thing is… Do you think it lasted long enough?
Ani: Oh, yes, it was perfect. The way you ended it left me wanting more.
Sebastien: Well, your wants will surely be fulfilled because soon enough, there will be more.
Ani: God Sebastien, I’m so glad we’re neighbors. You’re experienced and I can tell you know what you’re doin’. I’ll definitely be back for more of your guitar playing…