WRITERS WRITE...WRITING PARTNERS FEUD ~ My First Time
A: There are so many firsts in life. (Stares whimsically into nothing) The first time you ride a bike. The first time you get on a plane. First job. First concert. First paying job. First car. First time you wear heels.
A: (Snaps her head toward him) You know you tried.
Z: (Ignores her) Yup, but then there is that all important first. (Brows to the double arch wiggle)
A: (Nods knowingly) Yes, that is the first I'm talking about. The one that thrills you beyond thrill. It changes your life, and your world.
Z: There is nothing like it at all. (He leaned back in his chair) My first time was in the back seat of a pristine, rebuilt Pontiac Catalina.
A: How old were you?
Z: (Wags his finger) Nope, not gonna share that.
A: That young, huh?
Z: (Waves away her comment and a bothersome fly) How about you?
A: I was very young and it was behind the bleachers with my best friend.
Z: (Grins his infamous crooked grin) Friend with bennies, eh?
A: Oh yes, it was just one of the special things we shared. (Sighs) At first it was wonderful. My eyes rolled back. I caught my breath and shivered with delight.
Z: Nothing like it, but the first time it is over all too fast.
A: My first time seemed to last and last. I savored it. Couldn't get enough of it.
Z: Really? (Eyes grew wide as his interest grew) Tell me more.
A: I kept reaching, begging, demanding all of it.
Z: Did your friend oblige?
A: He was a dear, and gave everything he had. He seemed to instinctively know he had created a monster, and laughed good-naturedly at my eagerness.
Z: A few more details, m'gal.
A: Well, I'm embarrassed to say, I rolled it around my tongue and sucked for all I was worth before I swallowed.
Z: Oh, so we're talking oral fixation?
A: But, of course, only way I could get the full experience. The total joy of discovery has to be investigated and relished.
Z: I agree, but most ladies don't get so inquisitive when so young and innocent.
A: I had wanted it was so long, and I was denied, held back, told it was bad for me.
Z: I see... (A frown develops) You said you felt that way at first, what changed.
A: Suddenly I couldn't breathe.
Z: Sometimes that happens.
A: I mean really couldn't breathe.
Z: A slight adjustment....
A: (She interrupted) My tongue felt fat.
Z: That could be a good thing...
A: (Again, she interrupted) Nope... horrible... stomach hurt. I began to itch all over. Welts started popping up all over my body.
Z: Welts? Really?
A: Yup, like in hives. It was horrible.
Z: I never heard anything like it.
A: Turns out I was allergic.
Z: (Disbelief framed his features) No way.
A: Way. That was why my parents told me I couldn't have it, that it was bad for me.
Z: How could they have known?
A: It seems I went into anaphylactic shock the first time they gave me chocolate when I was a little kid.
Z: You were talking about chocolate!?
A: Yup, what did you think I was talking about? (She popped a piece of chocolate into her mouth and savored it) I'm so glad I outgrew that allergy.
Angelica Hart and Zi ~ Vixen Bright and Zachary Zane
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