The Dream
It was a rainy day in Bojmany, Czech Republic. It was about 4:30 pm. I was bored with nothing to do since Petra was gone for the weekend with her dad. I asked Bohunka if I could hang out with Michal Kremenak since he was fishing.
It was dark, but I made my way to the special fishing spot he goes to. He had a candle providing light, but no umbrella. I sat down next to him on the log in the mud. We talked about stuff that was going on in Bojmany and I talked about things in America. Then he asked me if I ever kissed a guy. I said no, but thought it was kind of a weird question. Then I thought this was a pretty romantic spot with the rain, river, trees above us, and the mud.
Then it happened. We sat there for a few more seconds with no movement. Kremenak moved his head toward mine, grabbed my neck, and plopped his lips on mine. He used his tongue and all. I was surprised at first but then I felt really good. It felt like that part in the song “Bohemian Rhapsody” with the lightning, frightening, and Galileo. I was definitely NOT frightened.
That kiss relieved me of all my stress, gave me happiness, and joy. I felt just amazing, and can you believe that was my fist kiss!? Perfect!
*This is just a story of a dream I had a few days ago. I wish my first kiss was like that, unlikely.
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