Kissing? Kissing was easy. Simon was a bit out of practice, of course, but it was like riding a bicycle. A rather wet bicycle, to be sure, but this was something he could do.

The other things? Ah...they would have to cross that bridge when they came to it. At least if Simon embarrassed himself completely he wouldn't have to see her again, right? It was a one night stand; it wasn't as if they'd be adding each other on Facebook or anything.

(Did anyone still even have a Facebook?)

He was stalling. Simon wrapped his arms tighter around her, feeling the way she fit against him, and kissed her deeply. When he came up for air, he noticed that the friends who'd dragged him into this insane situation in the first place were long gone.

Figured.

"Your place far from here?"