Maybe the thing with Cyd had started off as some dumb infatutation when I was still reeling from Gina leaving me. But after we slept together for the first time it really wasn't like that any more. Because Cyd's mouth fit mine in a way that no other mouth ever had - not even Gina's mouth.

I'm not kidding - Cyd's mouth was a perfect fit. Not too hard, not too soft, not too dry, not too wet, not too much tongue and not too little. Just perfect.

I had kissed her before of course, but this was different. Now when we kissed, I wanted it to go on forever. Our mouths could have been made for each other. And how often can you say that? How often do you find someone whose mouth is a perfect fit for your mouth? I'll tell you exactly - once. That's how many times.

There's a lot of nice people in the world, a million people who you could fall in love with. But there's only one person out there whose mouth is a perfect fit.