Archive-name: SpecMome/diary.txt
Archive-author: Stephanie Kay Buffman
Archive-title: Dear Diary


  The Diary, September 26, 1992

	Dear Diary,

	Today is truly the best day of my life.  It started like any
other, but it ended like a dream.  Today Eric told me that he loved
me.  It didn't exactly happen just like that.  It went kinda like
this:
	We were in my room.  I was ust kind of laying there with him,
stroking his cheek with my hand.  He hand his hand on my butt!
And anyway, we kissed.  And we kept kissing.  But it was a different
sort of kiss.  It was much more passionate than any other kiss I had
felt before.  I tried not to move.  I was afraid I would lose the
moment.  
	He was naked.  He always sleeps that way, even in my room.
Well, especially in my room.  And I was only wearing a nightgown, no
panties.  And he stroked my entire body, then he kissed me again.  He
kissed my face, my neck, my breasts, my thighs.  That was incredible.
He licked one of my inner thighs while he glided his fingernails over
the other one.  I was so overcome with passion, I didn't know which
one to focus on....  Then he breathed on me...there.  
	Oh my Gosh!  I have never felt such a feeling in my life as
that.  I felt all these tingly impulses shoot through my body.  His
tongue flickering back and forth against my clitoris drove me insane.
I couldn't help it!  I grabbed the back of his head and pushed his
tongue as far into me as it would go!  I knew I was getting close, but
right when I was on the edge, I made him stop.
	He laid on top of me then, and he kissed me.  I could taste
myself on him, and you can' know how much that turned me on.  Almost
as if I had licked myself.  It made me want him so much.  He kissed my
neck, and my breasts, sucking on each nipple.  It felt so wonderful.
My hips kept thrusting involuntarily to meet his.  I have never felt
this way about anyone.  
	I could feel him in between my thighs.  I started moving
around, trying desperately to get him inside me.  I have never done
that before, but, oh god, it felt so wonderful.  Finally, he was right
there.  right at the opening of my vagina (i hate that word!)  and we
just stopped.  I looked at him.  He looked at me.  He stroked my face
and the look in his eyes just told me it was all right.  I lifted my
pelvis a little bit, and he pushed.  It was incredible.  
	He was inside of me.  I was at one with this person.  I could
feel him...  For a few moments we just stared at one another.  I was
breathing so heavy....  Just knowing he was there was enough.  I
started thrusting myself against him, loving the way it went in deeper
and deeper.  He started moving then, and we moved in a rhythm akin to
the waves of an ocean.  He kept stopping to look at me, and I would
look back, but at that point, I couldn't stop my own hips from
rocking.  It was coming in waves, this feeling.  I felt it swell and
increase, and I knew I was going to come.  I pushed against him, and
he went into me deeper than he had ever been before.  I started to
scream and he kissed me.  I felt my body shudder and give way to the
ecstasy I was feeling.  I swear I nearly passed out!
	Then he continued a little longer, and then pulled out and
came on my stomach.  It was so beautiful.  We both cleaned up a little
and then lay there together, and as he held me he whispered, "I love
you, Ari.  Those are words you deserve to hear.  I love you."
	I felt something familiar, down so deep that it did not seem
as if I had never known, only that I had forgotten, and I told him
that I loved him.  And I know that I do.  I realize now that there is
no one I would rather be with now than him.  I closed my eyes and we
held each other until we fell asleep.
	This is truly love.

	Love, Arissana

--Stephanie Kay Buffman, March 22, 1993