We were on a ship. She looked amazing. I was mesmerized. The ship was slowly rocking, back and forth. I felt like there were butterflies in my stomach when I look at her. Razor sharp butterflies. It was probably due to the ship that was rocking harder and faster... every... single... time... but it was probably her too. The way she screamed when she was on top. I tried not to the same, to show that I was man. I succeeded. As the speed of rocking decreased, so did the sensation I felt. But when the rocking stopped, the butterflies remained. I could not comprehend what had just happened. Testosterones? Recklessness? Naivety? It was all too fast. It is strange what the stranger did to me. I alighted from the ship. Later, I went home...drenched...... That was my day at the Escape Theme Park.
(Note: Do not misinterpret this post. If you think you did or find its content complex, ask me. Yes, I wrote facts.)
Peace.
Peace.