Hershey’s Kisses (Part 1)
Hershey’s Kisses (Part 1)
Ever since I could remember, I enjoyed tinkering with things. The moment I was allowed to use a blowtorch, my parents struggled to drag me out of my room.Being good with my hands had its advantages, for example; not having to spend ridiculous amounts of money to hire out a repairman to fix the dishwasher which kept breaking pretty much every single week.I was pretty certain there was a reason why a few of the girls liked to stand around and watch me repair it.One girl quickly caught my eye, the lovely Whitney Harris.She seemed to lounge about the dorms wearing next to nothing half the time, much to my approval.Sadly, my brother, Twix, snapped her quicker than a tramp on a sandwich, and I was left spending my afternoon’s alone, playing chess.Twix and I did our best to spend time together too, although with our different degrees and circle of friends it was a difficult feat. Still, Twix was always willing to offer his support, primarily with my love life.
‘I know a girl who’s perfect for you,’ he revealed over breakfast one morning.‘After last time, I’d rather try online dating.’‘Good luck with that.’‘Fine,’ I sighed, caving into Twix’s good intentions, ‘who’s the girl?’That evening, I spent the usual two to three hours getting ready to meet this girl Twix had set me up with.Allyson Robins was her name, and she appeared to be a nice looking lass. We went for a stroll around the campus, making small talk as we made an attempt to get to know each other. Typically, it started to pour down with rain, so I suggested we headed back to my dorms before we got soaked.‘As long as you don’t try anything on, I’m game,’ Allyson said, before we sprinted across the campus as the ran seemed to keep getting heavier.We were drenched by the time we reached my dorm. Being the gentleman I was, I mentioned that she was more than welcome to grab a shower and borrow my dressing gown whilst her clothes dried on the radiator.‘Sure, I’ll strip off here if you want so you can see the goods,’ Allyson said, arching her body back, flaunting her slim frame deliberately. I knew what she was doing, but whilst she was only dipping her toe into the water, I was ready to dive bomb into the ocean, so to speak.‘Perrlease, it wouldn’t be much of a surprise. I can already see your boobs through your t-shirt.’For a second, she looked ready to slap me.But then, her expression lightened as a smirk crept across her face.
‘Let’s stop messing around here,’ Allyson sighed. ‘Quite clearly we know where this is going, so let’s cut out the bullshit and kiss already.’I knew then that I liked this girl. Blunt and assertive, she was already miles better than that other girl Twix had set me up with, whatever her name was.I took her up on her offer, I would have been insane not to.And, as they say, the rest was pretty much history.