Park Benches after Midnight

Itzik followed me to my hotel room where my 2 roommates were already asleep. I changed the way that we used to at camp so he couldn't see anything...but he had turned his head to look away anyhow.

There was Itzik. Tall and beautiful and well dressed. There I was. Short and beautiful (?) and in sofies and a t-shirt. Oh well, atleast I was comfortable.

We talked about going out on the balcony in my hotel room but Itzik didn't want to risk waking up my roommates. We went downstairs and decided that we wanted to walk to the beach. Our chaperones were still near the door so we hung back to lounge on a couch on the other side of the lobby and watch some TV. A half an hour later we tried again, but they were playing drinking games so we felt obligated to join in. Itzik had never heard of this game so it made it even more fun to teach him to play the fancy derivation of the game that a guy normally plays with a girl to get her very drunk very fast, quarters.

After too many drinks, Itzik and I finally escaped the hotel to take a walk. Instead of making it to the beach, we found a park that was a little bit hidden away and sat down on the bench.

For the first hour that we talked I kept bracing myself incase he kissed me, wondering if I wanted too, how my breath smelled, if I tasted okay, and if he would be disappointed. After 2 hours of talking I forgot all about kissing him. I was too overwhelmed and excited by the fact that I could find so much to talk about with someone who was born so far away from where I was born, who had a different native language, and who was a soldier...not a student.

He was my age but he didn't seem like it. He was mature, put together, and polished. He had confidence that wasn't in your face and he was a real---and suddenly we were kissing.

Everything but him melted away. He was holding me tightly and all of my wished that he wouldn't ever let me go.

It didn't last too long, it was tasteful, and all around the most amazing first kiss you could ask for (and I have a thing about those). After the kiss I couldn't speak so I put my head on his shoulder. He kissed my head and touched my arm and I couldn't believe how perfect everything was. It was so much more then I could have ever dreamed. I couldn't have imagined anything so perfect.

We walked back to the hotel holding hands. He gave me a goodnight hug and a kiss on the cheek at the door to my room and went off to his room.

I decided I was going to leave it at that and stop talking to him. I wasn't going to completely ignore him...but I was going to try. It seemed like the perfect time to stop while I was ahead.