My mind, infatuated with Molly, wanders in all directions. The next day after our kiss, I wanted to give her a massage. I setup my mat, and then I went to get her on the dance floor. I gestured that it was time for the massage, she understood, but went to grab her water bottle. She looked at my reaction. I came standing by the dance floor, waiting for her, I would not let her go away. She saw that I wouldn't take no as an answer. I wonder how she felt about it, but she promptly followed me to the massage tent. I didn't want to force her into receiving a massage, but I was thinking that we were kissing and embracing yesterday, I really hoped I could give her a massage today. Massage is one way for me to express my love and compassion to someone else. It is a body language that I find clear and deep. You can say a hundred words and you will not understand each other. But the connection that happens during a massage is profound and clear. The bodies don't lie, they attune themselves or they don't. Massaging Molly was both tender and sweet. The way she reacted to the massage, completely giving in, made me like her even more. People's face becomes beautiful when they enjoy the massage. There was something very cute and tender, looking at her, while I massaged her neck. I was offering massage as a workshop, little tasters of massage, so after a few moment, I told her that it was time for my next massage. I didn't take much time to close the session, I don't remember what she looked like. It felt a bit rushed, but other people wanted to also be massaged. I went on doing 5 more massage, and by the end, exhausted, I went back to the dance floor, where Julia was mixing an awesome psytrance set. Molly was there, of course, dancing her heart out. We looked at each other, smiled, danced. I went for several naps that day as I was still exhausted from the previous night. Then we finally had our last dance, the whole psymurai tribe was on the dance floor, and then it was time to go home, sadly. We quickly took down our camping setup, I was playing in my head what I would say to Molly when I would say goodbye. "I like how you dance, and how you kiss, and how you react to my massage, maybe we should try to make love to each other?" I didn't know how to say it. I wanted her, but not now, not here, sometime in the future. I could have stayed one more night, and see where this story would go. I decided to leave anyway. As we departed, I went to see and hug everyone. Molly was one of the last person I said goodbye. I scratched her back gently. She stood up and turned around. We hugged, we embraced each other. I brought my hand to her head and caressed her hair. It was tender. I simply said: "Lets do all of that again soon" She answered positively, and we stay in this hug for a few minutes. I wondered about kissing her again, but when we came out of the hug, she didn't reach for a kiss, I simply said; "See you around" With a smile. Was she wanting a kiss? I don't know. She seemed to want something from me. I wanted something from her too. I also liked to let things linger around. I am not sure how she took it, should have I taken her contact? Should have I made a move, give her a last kiss? I'm really glad that I asked for the first kiss, and that she answered yes, but only a kiss. I was clear on what I wanted, she was clear on how she wanted, and I only gave her what she asked. Nothing more. If she feels I should have given her more, she might realize that she set up the rules. A bit of a game, I assume, but I didn't fake it. I only did what felt comfortable, without asking the should, would... I feel really good at the moment. Yes I could have had more of an adventure, and maybe I missed out on some of the cues. But at the same time, everything was so sweet and tender. If it's the last time I ever see Molly, it will be the sweetest memory. If I see her again, I feel like there will be even more passion between the two of us. I think there is something to be said about the dance of flirting, desires and sustaining this vibration. Molly is a fairly young woman, which makes the whole story more romantic. Some woman I meet wants to build a family, some just want sex. While some are more excited to live life. I feel like Molly is in that place of exploring and enjoying life. Not overly wanting sex, and not ready to settle and have a family. I'm also at that place. I'm not out to have sex with everyone. I really enjoy the early excitement, the flirting, the passion, the tenderness of meeting someone new and feeling that attraction. I feel that all that is more exciting than sex. But also make sex so much more pleasurable when you like the other person's way of dancing, kissing and massaging each other. All that to say; I'm really happy that we've only kissed. Just a little tease. I almost feel bad that it was such a tease, but then I tell myself that she ask for only a kiss. It's really aligned with how I want to live my life lately. Just go with what is. Don't fear the future, worry about the past, just look at what is going on now, make a move with what you want to do (ask for a kiss, ask to give a massage) enjoy the moment fully. Don't ask for more, i.e. if we kissed we should probably have sex. Don't feel like to have to do something because of your action, i.e. take her contact because this is what you should do when you had such a good time. When I'm centered in that core value of who I am, it also attract the right people toward me. Molly might be angered by my attitude, which would make her not wanting to connect ever again. I would be fine with that, we would have enjoyed each other as much as we could at the time. But she also might be charmed by our interaction, in which case she might reach out, or at least look forward for seeing each other again. I would really like that.