i dont have a great title for this one.....yet...but if i come up with one ill for sure change it...

Im not exactly sure how the night started...but i do remember trying NOT to touch her. i know what youre thinking, why not?? its true, i mean she was a beautiful woman, a little taller than i am, but she had heels on....which was sorta strange, but i did like the way it looked, and she smelled great, and well, you get the picture, right?? anyways, like i said i was doing my best to not touch her, but she had no issues touching me. at the beginning, she would catch my eye, or i guess we would catch each others eye...there was some small talk, where are you from, what do you like...odd, but no names where exchanged...and some smiling, lots of smiling, and the touching. as the night went on, i got more and more comfortable with the touching, like i said previously, she had no problem with it and i guess i figured it was something that was going to happen anyways...it started out very innocently, we were in a dark room, our arms brushing against each other, a hand on a shoulder, around a shoulder, arm around a waist. i remember her pushing her body against mine, i remember the resistance. the first few times she leaned against me i almost... heck , i moved out of the way, but this time it was different, i didn't move, i didn't flinch at all. ill admit it now, i actually moved into her. i wanted to feel the press of her against me...she tilted her head back and said "is this ok??"...i said "no worries"....what?? why did i say that?? that rushed through my mind...dumb, nice one....but she giggled and said into my ear"great"...whew....that was close...
the rest of the night was a blur, really it was...but i do remember at one point having my hand at the small of her back, why is it called that, small of the back, i dont get it.... but anyway having my hand there telling her "i got you" and she turned, and smiled, and leaned in and said in my ear "thanks...thank you". at one point in the night we we moving together, our bodies in a rhythm...moving as one. it was good...no great....we didn't care that we were both strangers, pressing our sweaty bodies against each other for a few hours one night....it seemed like a few hours, but it also seemed like it was going so fast....and let's face it, we would probably never see each other again....and i think we were both ok with that, ok with the fact that for one night, for a few hours one night we would use each other and that was pretty much that...
at the end of the night, the lights were on, the room was no longer dark and it was different. she faced me, i faced her, she asked me, in an almost shy way, "well....what did you think??" i replied, "awesome....it was great." i didnt want to sound too excited....she said "yeah, it was great. it was...(wait for it)... the best..... ever" she didnt mind sounding too excited and i sorta liked that....we said our goodbyes, as we both turned to walk away, she grabbed my hand, said to me "ill see ya next time"...i said, "yeah...next time" we both knew there would probably not be a next time, but we still acted like there would be. i walked away, she walked away......and that's why i love the general admission tickets at a concert....