It'snotthebedthatmakesupforit.Imeanwatchingthestarsoutside.
Isatthere,waitingforKeithtoreturntomyroom,andexcitedlydrewvariousplansinmymind,butafteronlyhalfanhour,theexcitementbecamemoreandmore,andsweatgushedallovermybody.Sweatalonewasnotenough.Icouldstillfeelahotairsurgingalloverme,andmyheartbeatasiftoblowitout.
WhatcanIsay?Ifeelalittledullandawake.Idon'tunderstandwhysuchsymptomssuddenlyappear.Maybeit'sbecauseIwanttohavesexwithKeithunderthemeteorshowertomorrow,soI'mveryangry.
ButIwasjustwonderingwhatwouldhappentoKeithandmethatday.Nothingimagined.Howcanithavefeelings!
Ithought,Iwasconfused,butIcouldn'tbeconfusedanylonger,theaphrodisiaccameoutlikeavolcano,Icouldn'tstandthefeelinganylonger,andIcouldn'twaitforKeithtocomebackanddoittogether.Finally,Idecidedtoslidemytremblinghandontothebuttononthetightsandreleaseitfrommybody.