<span style="font-style: italic">"I'd love to see whatever it is you got to show me. But, on one condition...", she flashed a devilish grin. "I want a kiss... just a little one, before anything."</span><br/>His blush was deeper than vermillion, if anything could be. "You sure? I mean, you don't have to if you don't want to!" he started sounding like the little kid over the holidays. He was excited and too nervous to say much of anything. "A kiss? Sure," he said sounding hesitant.<span style="font-style: italic">What if I mess up? What if I miss? I've never done this before...</span>Those were all the thoughts of his nervousness kicking in. That started giving him a headache, but he wouldn't allow that to stop him. Just as quickly as he said it, Justin's adrenaline kicked in as he pulled her close whispering, "You were right about one thing, Noemi. What that is, you'll find out tonight." He chuckled as he kissed her gently. The salt from her lips tempted him like nothing before or since. He felt like he was with the gods and drinking their ambrosial wine. He finally pulled back with a reluctance and smiled.