Talk:Apsara/@comment-26115871-20151108232352/@comment-27049723-20151108235505

I shrug and decide, "well when in Rome." and turn to her and ask, "This is probably a pointless question but, what do you want to do now?"

She looks at me blushing and says "I have a few ideas."

Five minutes later were both on the couch, embracing each other, my face hidden in her busom, and her face hidden in my shoulder, with a bowl of popcorn on both of our laps as the scary movie we were watching ends.

"Is it over?" I ask peeking out from my realm of comfort.

"Yes." She says peeking out from my shoulder.

After realizing where my head was, quickly removing it and regaining my composition, I look at my watch.

"Well, looks like it's your bed time." I say.

"Would you mind joining me in my bed? It might help me go to sleep with someone there to comfort me." She says with a bit of red on her cheeks.

"Sure." I say and follow her to her bedroom. It was when she offered to show me a "special dance" her mom had been teaching her, that I realized she wanted to provide her own special kind of "comfort" to me as well. "Have at it." I answered.

The next morning we decide to get married and the rest is history.