THE CHARACTERS OF ‘EL MEJOR BESO’
‘The Best Kiss’

1. Charlie 2.Nicole

3.Lisa 4.Brenda

Charlie
“No girl, I think the best kisses, are the ones you have when your man has to leave and you just don’t want him to go.  You know, when you’d do almost anything to make him stay?
Take yesterday for instance.  My baby Ryan came by and let me tell you, not only do we have a great time together but I swear, we could stay in doors for a week straight and not get bored with each other.  I just hate it when he has to leave me.  Sometimes I’ll hide his cell phone, his keys or even his wallet.  I know it sounds a little pathetic, but it’s actually a little funny, because although he pretends to hate when I do that, the look in his eyes always says different.
So after he has found and gathered all of his belongings and we’re standing by the door, I’ll pull on the lapel of his coat; that by now he has put on to prove the urgency of his departing and whisper his name softly.  I can instantly feel him weaken at the sound of his name.  He’ll say to me, ‘Charlie, Don’t call my name like that.’, but I’ll say it again, whispering even softer, looking him straight in the eye and than, just like that, we’ll kiss.  Usually, I’ll have him for another hour or two.
But when he and I both know our time together has been spent, the last kiss we share is full of a-kind-of helpless desperation.  Neither one of us want to separate.  The kiss is so emotional and consuming…it’s wet and warm…and ummmm…it’s like we…passionately fall into each other’s mouths.  WHOA!!! I don’t know how else to explain it, other than, it’s amazing.

Nicole
“Oh shut up, Charlie, you wet-behind-the-ears, single, ‘love is everything’, pop-tart!  Wait until you’ve been married for 15 years, like me.”

Lisa
“You tell her, Nicole.  You see Charlie, when you’ve been married for ‘ten-plus’ years, and your husband leaves for whatever reason, you know that without fail that man is always going to come back.  He’ll not only come back, but he’ll return with the stench of a days worth of sweat, stress and more sweat.  So for a kiss to be amazing, there has to be something more than just a ‘good bye’ to inspire it.  For instance, you guys know that my birthday is this Saturday.  Well let me tell you.  Since Monday of this week, Steven has been giving me the cutest little presents.  He said that he’d be giving me one everyday until Saturday.  Well, these presents have been so sweet and thoughtful that I just don’t know what to do with myself.  But today’s gift, oh my God has taken the cake so far.
You guys know my mornings are always busy with the twins, Stevie, Jr. and Danny; well this morning, after I finally get them quiet and settled in front of the television I quickly and quietly begin to back out of the den, tip-toeing my way out.  Once I hit the threshold of the room I turn to sprint into the bedroom and crash straight into Steven.  Well, he’s just so freaking handsome in the morning and with all the gifts and sentiment, I didn’t go off into my usual nagging fit about him being clumsy, stupid and always in the way.  Anyway, in his hand he has this box; nothing fancy and he says to me, ‘I love you baby, now open up.’  I open the box and inside lay these beautiful earrings that I had literally gone crazy for, get this, 3 months ago! Steve and I went to this awesome street fair with the twins 3 months ago.  At the fair, there was this woman selling handmade jewelry.  I’m surprised you guys don’t remember; I raved about these earrings for the whole month.  Well anyway, you old hags, all her jewelry was stunning and very unique, but this one pair totally jumped out at me.  The woman called them The Leather Stone.  They were so lightweight, which made them perfect for my sensitive ears.  I just had to have them.  She cleaned and bagged them up for me but when I opened my wallet there was only lint and old receipts inside.  I forgot I had spent the last of my shopping money 2 booths ago.  The lady didn’t take check or credit, even though I begged her to for at least 15 minutes.  I couldn’t get them.  I was so disappointed.  I would’ve traded Steven in for them.  I really fell in love with those earrings.
The most romantic thing about this gift though, is that Steven wasn’t even with me at the table.  He had gotten distracted by some vender selling old sports magazines and even now I still have no idea how he knew which pair to get and from whom to get them.  He refuses to tell me.  That fair was 3 months ago and this man can hardly remember to take out the trash.  He really surprised me.
I don’t even remember making an effort to move in to kiss him but before I knew it we were.  That kiss, was as passionate as the ones we shared when our love was new.  You know Charlie, back when he had to leave me and I just hated to see him go.  After the kiss, I put my new earrings on and that sexy man of mine took everything else off.  We were both late for work that morning.”

Nicole
“Oh my goodness.  Listen to you Lisa.  You sound just as wet-behind-the-ears as that little pop-tart over there.  You should be ashamed of yourself.  I thought you were a seasoned veteran, but I’m now realizing that you’re nothing more than a…a…civilian.  Listen to me, all of you.  after 15 years of marriage, a 12 year old and a 7 year old, little league, ballet, the PTA and 4 seasons of the chicken pox and the flu, the best kiss ladies by far is the last kiss…the last kiss GOOD NIGHT! And that kiss, I have down to a science.  Listen and learn.  At night, when you and your husband are lying in bed together, you say, very matter-of-factly, ‘goodnight’.  Now, if you must and only if you must, you give him a kiss.  The kiss however, must be executed quickly, must be very dry…with no tongue.  It must lack any emotion.  As soon as your lips part you immediately, almost simultaneously turn over, lay on your arms, which by the way, should be folded, and you, face the wall.
Sometimes, to be safe and depending on how tired I am, I’ll even fart a little; blame my period and, viola.  No sex, no fooling around, no nothing, just wonderful, blissful, peaceful sleep.  It works every time.  Now those kisses, Charlie, are amazing.”

Brenda
“Wait one second! Charlie, don’t listen-”

Nicole
“Oh please Brenda.  Before you even start, you and Jason are just nasty and weird as hell.  No one that has been married for as long as you two, should be having sex anymore but if, for some strange reason, they are, it’s not nearly as much as you two nasty rabbits.  Yall are just freaks of nature.  No, yall are just freaks.”

Brenda
“Anyway, like I was saying, Charlie, don’t let this dry and arid desert of a woman kill your romance.  Although, a freaking tsunami couldn’t get Nicole wet, you do sound a little wet-behind-the-ears and so do you Lisa.  You see ladies, every woman that knows anything about anything, knows that the best kisses are the ones planted…below the belt! Take it from someone who has been married for 30-plus years.  Those kisses baby, are always good.  They’re emotional and consuming, erotic and…what else did you say sweetie? Oh yeah, amazing.  And I didn’t even get to the best part.  The best part Charlie, are their endings.”

Charlie
“Their endings?”

Brenda
“Yes, sweetie, their endings…OH GOODNESS…their endings.  Charlie, they’re more than amazing, they’re…they’re…WAIT a second! Someone cover the naive pop-tart’s ears! She’s still single.

The women all laugh together.

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The Characters of

And they began again…

Kelly, Kevin, Roger

He called her name, “Kelly,” his tone, indifferent, lacking any hints of specifics. She looked up at him, lifting her eyelids slowly, to then blink slowly, batting her eyes ever so softly. “Yes?” she answered.

It was all very well planned; the way she lifted her head, her eyes and especially the softness of her voice. Unbeknownst to him, she was, sending discrete signals and messages of passion, secretly seducing him, as she often did.

“Can you come with me outside? I need to ask you something.”

“Why can’t you ask me here?”

“Because it’s private and there are way too many ears around.”

“Alright, lead the way.”

She followed him out of the cramped hospital office the therapists used to pass the time and into the smaller locker room a couple of doors down. She wondered what was on his mind and why he needed the privacy of the locker room to discuss his thoughts. They were colleagues, only seeing one another at work. Their interaction consisted of nothing more than casual conversation, laughs and the occasional flirtatious brush of a hand on the shoulder or arm.

“What’s up?” she asked. “Oh. Nothing” he answered, but she knew it wasn’t nothing...it was definitely something. Trying to make sense of it all in the tiny space, her thoughts digressed for a moment. Their locker room would’ve been the perfect setting for one of those cheesy soap opera scenes full of unnecessary passion and steamy kisses. So, if they were on set and he suddenly threw her against the lockers and begin to kiss her neck while confessing his undying love for her, it’d just all be apart of the script. But she knew that men in real life weren’t as fearless as the ones on television, so the chance of that episode playing out in the room was less than ‘slim to none’.

She felt weird, being alone in the room with this man. He seemed different, nothing like the ‘cool co-worker guy that’s kinda cute’ category she put him in.

His presence was much stronger than usual. His eyes were sharper, more intense, and that’s when she noticed how closely he stood in front of her. Totally caught off guard by this new man, she was nervous. The once naughty, flirtatious co-worker she had usually been, had disappeared.

Unsure of what was transpiring, she tried to keep her shaky knees still and not jump to any unclear conclusions. She couldn’t recall the last time a man approached her, so the possibility of her mistaking and misreading nonexistent signals was highly possible.

“Nothing? What do you mean, ‘nothing’? Why would you bring me in here if-”

He stepped even closer to her. Her heart jumped out of her chest, and clear across the room. In that second, every professional and platonic line had been crossed and there was no going back.

He grabbed the nape of her neck, pulling her toward him and kissed her. He kissed her with an open mouth full of passion and he did it well. At just the right time, his lips went from her lips to her neck as his hands slipped down the thin cotton scrub uniform she wore stopping inside the convex curved small of her back. She moaned, lifting his head and began to kiss him again.

They kissed, eyes open, fully aware of their actions. She held on to him tightly and with the feeling of her embrace, he lifted her up into the air. Blocking out the voice of her mother’s admonitions and lectures on morals, she wrapped her legs tightly around his back. His strength was wonderfully startling. For a second they shared a smile and with that affirmed their naughty behavior in the hospital locker room.

They began to kiss again, but their mouths, deeply entangled, drowning in rough passion and desire quickly came apart at the sound of laughter and conversation on the other side of the door.

She gasped, as her feet found the floor. He chuckled at the cute expression of innocent angst etched on her face and assured her that there was no need to worry. He kissed her again, but this time gently, and slowly.

Still a little apprehensive, she melted into his arms once again. Even though, kissing him felt great, she couldn’t keep her mind from racing. The faux close call that had interrupted their clandestine moment of ecstasy left her a little shaky. All sorts of thoughts bombarded her brain, hindering her from fully enjoying the ‘sexual chocolate’ she embraced. “What if someone walks in?” “What if my mother walks in?” “OH MY GOD! What would Jesus do?” and with that thought came the guilt she had until now successfully ignored. She secretly spewed a couple of words out to God, something like a prayer, asking him to stop this if it were wrong. Foolishly hoping the Lord hadn’t heard her phony plea; she pulled away from his soft lips to take a deep breath. He asked if she was okay and with her nod they began to kiss again.

“What was that?” she asked.
“What was what?”
“I heard something.”
“I think it was one of the locks on the lockers.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yeah,” he whispered. “Don’t worry sweetie,” whispering even softer, “relax.”

As she proceeded to step toward him, the sound of the door’s coded keypad alerted them of the imminent entrance of a colleague or two into the room. Frazzled, they quickly stepped apart from one another. She was terrified and had no idea of what to say to justify their presence in the room together.

“Guess God wasn’t too happy with me.” She thought. “Why did He have to answer that silly prayer? It wasn’t even sincere. Aren’t there starving children somewhere on this planet?”

The door opened and the person, their colleague was indeed surprised to find them inside.

Entering the room, he greeted them saying, “Hey guys.” Together, they responded, “Hey Roger.”

“Kelly,” Roger began, “watch out for this guy. Kevin may be all lamb on the outside, but he’s pure wolf on the inside.” The three shared a laugh together.

Kelly warily hoped that Roger was oblivious to the tension she felt in the room. She knew all to well how news traveled around the hospital, and would be devastated if this got out. Interrupting her worry, the voice of Kevin sounded. He turned to her and said, “So, yeah, the earrings you have on now would be perfect for my sister’s birthday present. I love the way they circle inside themselves. What are they called?” “These?” Kelly, still a little frazzled, touched her earrings and once cognizant of what dangled from her ears said, “These are called The Swirls.” “The Swirls?” “Yeah, the Copper Swirls.” “Ok. Well, I’ll take those and I guess you can give me your business card and I’ll look you up on the web.” “Sure. Let me get that card for you.”

Before Kelly turned to find her locker, she quickly gave Kevin a smile, her new hero, and he winked at her in return.

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      After hours of playful chatter, jokes and jesters his smile in an instant straightened and his face suddenly lost all signs of humor.  Turning toward me he said, “I love you.”  He said, “I truly, truly love you.  When I look at you, when I touch you…when I am kissing you, I am saying, I love you.”  His voice then lowered to a whisper as he said, “I could kiss you a thousand and one times, saying I love you with every one.”

      The sentimental words he whispered rattled my heart and although they had probably been said at another time, to another woman, from the mouth of another man, his sincerity gave him complete ownership of each word.  He paused for a second taking time…time he made seem so precious to simply look at me.  He lifted his hand and softly glided the tips of his fingers down the sides of my face.  His touch, endearing and tender, overwhelmed my body with fiery sensations, covering it with a million and one goose bumps.

      With both his eyes, he looked into each of mine…separately as if they weren’t a pair, admiring the unique shape and form of each.  His eyes went from my eyes to my nose, on to each cheek, then to my lips which he gently touched; down to my chin and then returning slowly to where he began; my eyes.  At that moment I realized how much in love I was…with his.  His eyes burned bright when the light of the day’s sun hit them but glowed just as radiantly when the moon hovered over the night.  His eyes said what his mouth didn’t, when he was at a loss for words.  They spoke what his mouth couldn’t, after he had said all he could and when he kissed me and they were closed I heard the most beautiful…the most eloquently put phrases, statements and sometimes songs.

      He kissed my nose and said, “I love you.” He kissed my left eye and said, “I love you.”  He kissed my right and said, “I love you.”  He kissed my forehead and said, “I love you.”  He kissed both my cheeks and after each one said, “I love you”.  He kissed my chin and said, “I love you.”  He kissed my lips and said, “I love you.”  He kissed my lips again and said, “Baby, I love you.  I love you.  I love you.  I love you.” 

Author’s Note: Love Kiss, I must say is one of my favorite stories.  Just as The Leather Wrap is one of my favorite earring designs.  They are both special creations, birthed straight from my heart.

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