"What have we got here?" asked Alex stretching his long legs and making himself comfortable in his chair.

"We"ve got this!" Katie laid an empty wine bottle at the centre of table.

"Does that mean, we"re short of drinks?" I asked.

"That does mean we"re gonna play a table game I learnt when I participated in tournament in Russia", said Katie, "We will by turns make the bottle spin, and a person who did it must kiss a person being pointed with the bottle"s neck. Of course", she added smiling, "you may try again if a person you have to kiss with is the one of the same sex".

"Sounds exciting", proclaimed Sarah and asked, "May I go first?"

The next 20 minutes or so reminded me Caligula movie. Well, maybe, it"s light version. The bottle was spinning permanently; everybody was kissing and kissed and kissing again. I explored full wet lips of Katie, solid teeth and demanding tongue of Sarah, and even Max"s long nose pushed in my check once. "Are all Katie"s friends a bit homosexual?" I wondered. It was only Natalie I haven"t had a chance to kiss with. Time after time she gave me a desperate looks but fortune wasn"t on our side.

Once a turn came to Natalie again, she did it with hope drawn on her face. The bottle was spinning several seconds, then slowed down, and pointed at... Max. He turned to Natalie in expectation of another big kiss when suddenly she said, "Katie, it"s a gift for you".

"Oh, thank you!" Katie was delighted. "What do you want in exchange?"

"Try a wild guess... Of course, I want you to pass me a kiss with Nick when you will get it!" Was I dreaming? Was that Natalie, this shy Natalie, who said this? Obviously, Katie must not have said more an hour ago...

She fulfilled the deal. Five minutes later I was kissing Natalie. Or, rather, was kissed by her. Her big strong mouth engulfed mine completely; her long fingers embraced my shoulders, then moved up and down - my neck and back were soon held by her hands. At that time all the others went inside to have another drink. Maybe, though, I was wrong, and they were still there pretending not to stare at us - who cares?