FIRST NIGHT (or Whatever You Will)

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Humor  |  House: Booksie Classic
Predicament of a newlywed couple on the technology-infested, hi-tech first night.

Submitted: May 26, 2016

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Submitted: May 26, 2016

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“Why are you so silent? Say something, Anu.”

 

“I feel shy. When the heart is full, words fail the lips, Vicky.”

 

“It is our first night, darling. How can you be silent?”

 

“True, Vicky, this is our first night. We must pour out our hearts to each other.”

 

“Yes, Anu, ladies first.”

 

“Hmmm... no, baba, I feel shy. You first, please, please, please...”

 

“All right, sweetheart, as you wish.”

 

“Ooooh, I can’t wait.”

 

“Wait for what, darling?”

 

“You naughty Vicky...”

 

“You know, in all the hubbub of the ceremony, the rituals we haven’t spent any time together, like this!”

 

“Like what, Vicky?”

 

“Like this, privately, I mean, Anu.”

 

“You are right, Vicky, we couldn’t even hug each other... sigh.”

 

“I’ll hug you now, darling, like this.”

 

“Oh God, how I love it! Tighter, Vicky, hold me tighter.”

 

“There… mmmm… tight enough?”

 

“Hmmm... yes. Am I in heaven, Vicky?”

 

“Don’t know about you, darling, I am, for sure.”

 

“Hmmm... I am so happy, Vicky.”

 

“Just with a hug, darling?”

 

“You are very naughty, Vicky, I won’t speak to you.”

 

“It’s okay, darling, I wasn’t going to allow you to speak anyway.”

 

“What? How?”

 

“By kissing you, like this… mmmm…”

 

“mmmm... Vicky... mmmm... Vicks... mmmm... can’t breathe... mmmm...”

 

“There, that wasn’t bad, was it, Anu?”

 

“You naughty fellow. It was beautiful. Now, it is my turn... mmmm...”

 

“mmmm… hey… mmmm… Anu… mmmm… what… mmmm… are… mmmm… you… mmmm… doin… mmmm…”

 

“...mmmm ...that is called the return kiss, Vicks. I enjoyed it. Did you?”

 

“I did, honey, but you must allow me to come up for air once in a while!”

 

“Life is so beautiful, isn’t it Vicky?”

 

“Yes, darling, especially after that marathon kiss of yours.”

 

“Liar. You are exaggerating.”

 

“No, sweetheart, it is the truth.”

 

“Hmmm... thanks, Vicky darling...”

 

“For what, sweetheart, the kiss?”

 

“Of course, dear, what else?”

 

“No ‘of course’, darling. This was just the appetiser. Wait for the main course and the dessert.”

 

“Main course, dessert, what are you talking about, Vicky?”

 

“As though you don’t know, Anu… this…”

 

“Ouch... mmmm... Vicky... mmmm... Vicks... mmmm...”

 

“mmmm… and… mmmm… this… mmmm…”

 

“mmmm... Vicky... mmmm... dar-mmmm-ling ...mmmm”

 

“Oops…”

 

“What happened, Vicky darling?”

 

“My battery is completely down, darling…”

 

“You fucking moron, how can you do this to me? Why didn’t you charge it fully? Don’t you know this is our first night and there will be a million SMSs?”

 

“I’ll put my battery on charge right now, darling.”

 

“Idiot. Do that and SMS me again once the battery is fully charged, you @#$%^&.”

 

“Yes, darli-”

 

Blink... blink... blink...

 

EPILOGUE

 

“mmmm…”

 

Blink... blink... blink...

 

(to be continued)


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