The Kissing Lesson
Years ago, I went on a few dates with a man named Hector whose kisses were like pesky flies. He was a great guy, smart and fun with a beautiful body, but his tense lips buzzed around my face. They seemed to be everywhere at once. I was continually trying to catch hold of one of those fast flying kisses, but by the time I arrived at the landing site of the last kiss, another one was angling at me from another direction. It was a frustrating disappointment but without a good