Bridge Engineering: Part 3
Settling In For A Long Winter’s Nap.
Based on a post by Architect 23 94, in 3 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Connected.

We all said our goodnights, then Stefani and I made our way back up the stairs. I closed the door to the basement and motioned for her to wait for a moment. I reached up to a nearby shelf and very carefully removed an old set of sleigh bells, which I silently hung on the doorknob as an early warning system.
Stefani whispered, "Someone has been doing some serious planning."
I quietly replied, "Yes, someone has. Is it working?"
She answered by wrapping her arms around me and pulling me into our first slow, introductory kiss. Our lips separated briefly, we looked silently into each other's eyes for a moment, then our heads instinctively tilted and our lips came back together with a deeper, more confident kiss. One kiss blurred into two, then three, and continued until one was indistinguishable from the next. Our mouths opened wider and wider, yearning to feel the other partner's passion, before our tongues began a frantic dance between her mouth and mine.



