After all, he didn’t want to look like a wimp.  Not taking his eyes of Janina’s, he slowly moved his head forward and noticed the exact same response from her.  So the barrier had been broken and he just needed to go with the flow, he comforted himself.  His eyes began to close and he put his full faith in his sense of feel.  Sure enough it didn’t fail him as before long he felt Janina’s wet lips pressing against his.  He tried to remember when he was last so close to a girl, but concentration at this point seemed impossible.  He was absolutely positive though that it hadn’t been during his stay in Germany.  For a split second fear overcame him, the fear of not doing it right, not by the customized German standards that Janina was accustomed to.  Perhaps his celibacy during this past semester had taken its toll on him and now he was setting a bad example for all Americans.  But then again he didn’t hear Janina complaining, so it was probably just in his head.  He tried to stop all the different thoughts and simply enjoy the tongue wrestling he was engaged in, yet it was out of his control.  He had a strong urge to pull Janina towards him so she could feel the ever-growing bulge in his pants, but it still too soon.  On the other hand, he was totally fascinated by her courageous explorations inside his mouth and so there was little reason to cause any distractions.

Eventually Callahan felt Janina pulling herself away.  He did the same and they stared into each other’s eyes again, both slowly forming a smile on their faces.  Callahan, still fighting all his aroused emotions inside, finally broke the silence.  His hand rapped around Janina’s waist as he softly said, “Your mouth is alive.”

That happened to be enough for them to lip-lock again.  Callahan seemed much more comfortable this time.  He knew as long as he went by his instincts nothing would go wrong.  He thus followed his desires, absolutely absorbed in the delightful trance.  He eventually began to feel guilt building up in him.  After all, all Janina wanted to be was a friend, yet he was the one who had now pushed it a step further.  Perhaps her cooperation was just out of friendship, not wanting to hurt his feelings, trying to be a loyal friend and doing all she could to please him.  Callahan opened his eyes and looked at those of Janina, firmly closed.  He wondered what was going through her mind, but at this point it didn’t really matter.  Once again he stared at her soft, wet hair, tangling in her face.  Further back the observatory stood tall and empty.  From where they stood he was unable to see the demolished side, so he imagined it wasn’t even there.  In fact everything was in place, and the observatory was being fully utilized.  All employees had interrupted their work and aimed their telescopes at him and Janina as they gently made out in the water.  Definitely it had to be more interesting than their boring daily workload that they had to complete.  He could see the tip of the monster telescope upstairs, staring at him like a one-eyed emotionless Martian.  He looked even further up.  On top of the building, mount high up its flag-post, the German flag blew vigorously in the wind.  Quickly Callahan snapped out of his illusions, only to realize its ending part was reality.  His lip motion ceased as he somewhat confusingly continued to look at the flag.  Finally, he harshly jerked himself back.

Janina opened her eyes and gave Callahan a puzzled look.  “What is the matter Paul, is there something wrong?”

All he could do was just angrily stare back at her.  He had fallen for the oldest trick in the book.  She was no better than the rest of them, simply because she was one of them.  In fact she was worse than the others; she was their delegate who had succeeded in manipulating him.  Like a fool he had surrendered to the enemy and he didn’t even realize the plot until it was executed.  He was disgusted with himself, with his unfortunate circumstances and most of all with Janina.  He tried to find something to say, something indicative of his frustration, but anger had seemingly shut down his mind.  Finally, still standing face to face with Janina, he muttered, “You ain’t got nothing I need.”