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Delayed Gratification:
Her Touch Softer Your Kisses Sweeter
I’m crossing campus after a late Study Hall session. I spy a familiar figure sitting on one of the picnic tables used for outside dining. It is Simone, one of our gorgeous Tiger Belles.
I take my headphones down and press Stop. At first blush, I think she is a beautiful mirage I’m imagining in the middle of a dark, desolate Clemson evening. This beautiful fantasy becomes my reality.
“Hi Kincaid.”
“Hey darlin, what are you doing out here all alone?”
“Waitin on you.”
I’m totally surprised. I give her a hug; she squeezes tighter, holding longer than usual.
“Is everything Ok?” I asked.
She has tears in her eyes.
“What’s up with you, girlfriend?”
She finally responds.
“Do you have weed?” She asked.
“Is the night dark?”
“Can we smoke, chill, and talk?”
“Of course, but where is your man?”
“We broke up weeks ago. I was feeling lonely, remembering your invitation while at the Kappa Sweetheart Dance. Your roommates said you would be here. I tracked you down.”
