It was bad all night the way we clung to each other. The way we couldn’t keep our hands off each other. Some how some way we made it to a bed. In the bed her head vanishing between my legs, first one finger then two, then mind bending. The kissing was the best part, no kissing her breasts was the best part, no kissing her back, kissing her knees parting her legs making her scream and twist and shout. God it was rough house again, and that seemed to be the best part.

Lets talk and talking lead to thinking which lead to feeling which lead to fucking. And she took the only air I would ever breathe. And I blame her and the more it went on the more I loved her. Sometime in the latter part of the day his urn arrived. We where in bed her arms around my waist, pretzel naked, the air cool in her bedroom. We had already eaten and talked about a million things that where all about us.

We talked about her favorite movie which was; A life less ordinary, “I love the idea that two people who have no business meeting and falling in love do.”

My favorite movie: Evil Dead 2, “……….and when he said "you bastards give me back my hand," I nearly peed myself…..it’s the perfect blend of horror and action and Shakespearian comedy…”

We talked about our favorite actors.

“Well ironically enough Brad Pitt…”

“For real…Shane that is too funny…..but why Brad Pitt?”

“He can play anything you give him…..he is kind of brilliant….he is cool and he doesn’t give a fuck about things that everyone else seems to…..”

“So what is your favorite movie of his?”

“Hmmm…that is a tough one because…I have all his movies on DVD…..let me see….if I had to pick one I guess it would be…..Legends of the fall…yup…”

“Oh that was a good movie…”

“And god…….Karina Lombard….man she was my first crush…..swear to god….”