{"id":530,"date":"2016-03-09T16:41:09","date_gmt":"2016-03-09T16:41:09","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/smallworldstories.com\/?p=530"},"modified":"2020-12-17T17:12:18","modified_gmt":"2020-12-17T17:12:18","slug":"kiss-in-paradise","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/smallworldstories.com\/?p=530","title":{"rendered":"Kiss In Paradise"},"content":{"rendered":"

Story Submitted by: Joseph C.<\/span><\/p>\n

Walking along the boardwalk at Mallory Square, George and Grace find an empty stone bench facing the lapping waves and the horizon where the sun is fast approaching.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cThis will be a perfect spot to see the sunset!\u201d exclaims Grace. \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cLooks great to me,\u201d affirms George. <\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 They gaze out over the shimmering ocean, admiring the incredible view.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cWhat a day\u2026from those crazy roosters that seem to be everywhere, to those wild parties, especially at Sloppy Joe\u2019s,\u201d declares George.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cHey Hon\u2019, look over there, another beautiful wedding. So romantic. Do you remember our special day?\u201d contemplates Grace.\u00a0 <\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cOh yes,\u201d George sensually replies, \u201chow could I forget your luscious kisses that night in your red lingerie?\u201d <\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Grace blushingly smiles. \u201cI\u2019m sure I wasn\u2019t your first kiss.\u201d She leans in and rests her head on George\u2019s shoulder. The orange hues illuminating around the bright red sphere sinks into the stunning blue sea while radiating glorious yellow halos. <\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 George softly caresses her hand. \u201cYou\u2019re right…I\u2019m sorry dear. But it happened a long time ago.\u201d George turns his head toward Grace and stares deeply into her dazzling eyes with the sun\u2019s reflection of brilliant explosion of color.\u00a0 <\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cIt was humiliating. I was a very shy first grader and her name was Valarie. She had long curly blond hair.\u00a0 I thought she had no clue I even existed. However, she would say hi while we were on the playground. Sometimes I would catch her looking at me. So, I pondered how I could show her how much I liked her. I remembered my Mom and Dad would kiss and I knew they liked each other. I thought I would try this same approach on Valarie.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cMy teacher, Mrs. Wright, told us we were going outside for recess about the time I saw Valarie glance over at me. My plan was to wait for her at the door and give her a quick kiss. She handed a note to Mrs. Wright and intently stared at me. Now I \u2019m sure she must like me. I went outside into the hallway and stood by the door, peeking to see if she would be out soon. Finally, she came out and I quickly kissed her on the cheek. Valarie abruptly twirled around and slapped me hard. The teacher heard the commotion and ran to us. Profusely crying, Valarie told her what happened. Fortunately, all the kids were out on the playground, but I was still embarrassed. Mrs. Wright asked me why I did what I did and I told her that Valarie liked me because she kept gawking at me before recess. Valarie snapped back, \u201cno I didn\u2019t. I was watching the clock above your head. I had to go to the girls\u2019 room!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Chuckling, Grace embraces George and gives him a luscious kiss.\u00a0 \u201cWhat a darling story George. Maybe Key West is<\/u> truly paradise. It seems to bring out the passion in us. Perhaps we should move here.\u201d\u00a0 <\/span><\/p>\n

<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

<\/p>\n

Kiddingly, George replies, \u201cand be called a freshwater Conch?!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Story Submitted by: Joseph C. Walking along the boardwalk at Mallory Square, George and Grace find an empty stone bench facing the lapping waves and the horizon where the sun is fast approaching. \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cThis will be a perfect spot<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[11],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-530","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-love"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/smallworldstories.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/530","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/smallworldstories.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/smallworldstories.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/smallworldstories.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/smallworldstories.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=530"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/smallworldstories.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/530\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/smallworldstories.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=530"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/smallworldstories.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=530"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/smallworldstories.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=530"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}