As she lay in her bed waiting for her roommates to wake up, Annabelle relished the last moments of quiet to entertain her inner thoughts peacefully.  Having scarcely slept, she was tired, but oddly alert.  She'd yet to come down from the 'high' of the previous night with Simone –  overwhelmed, in a good way, by the intense physical and emotional feelings.  Now savoring the memory of the most incredible experience she'd ever had, and wanting to recall every detail, Annabelle closed her eyes to relive every sweet second.  

Allowing her thoughts to become explicit, her body jerked responsively as she recalled the sheer bliss of feeling Simone's touch.   'Her hands were so gentle and yet firm at the same time, when she held my head and she kissed me.'  'Oh God, she really kissed me…. I dreamed about it, but it was even better than I'd imagined.' 

Annabelle couldn't help reveling too in the secret that she had.  Annabelle Tillman knew what it felt like to kiss Miss Bradley, probably plenty of girls before her had wondered what what it might be like, but she knew.  And she was overcome, if not by the by the heady knowledge of having such a distinct privilege, then by reliving the moment it became so.  'Her soft lips …. her tongue …. I could feel everything pent up in inside her, pour out in that kiss.'  'Uh… I never would have thought my knees could buckle like that from just a kiss.'   Annabelle felt a shudder as she replayed the details of that exquisite first kiss, trying to burn the image, and every accompanying sensation, into her brain forever. 

Annabelle was infinitely glad that she had pursued Simone to claim that kiss.  'It never would have happened if I hadn't gone after her.'  Annabelle's thoughts went back to the very second when she decided she would go after Simone.  She had recognized it as a now or never moment.  Standing on the stage, guitar in hand, music still playing.  'I wonder what Cat's brother thought when I just left like that?'  Not really caring, she continued on, 'I had to do something.'  The moment the decision was made was pivotal –  significant for allowing the experience and now the memory of it.  Annabelle thought now, and would always recall, that she had made the right choice, although she had been uncertain at the time.