Why I Kissed Her?

Why do cars drive? Why do birds fly, why does alcohol make men drunk? Why, that's what it was designed to do, Old Sport! So, why did I kiss the most beautiful woman in the entire world? Because I was made to, I was in this world, for her, and her alone. What a silly question! I just... When I saw those cherry red lips, luscious and lovely, whispering words of sweet passions to me... It sang to me, like a siren would sing to sailors in the ocean, irresistible, and oh so deadly. The way her lips moved against mine, it felt like the whole world stopped for those minutes. For all I knew, we were going to war again, but in that very moment, I felt as hot and at peace as any man before. I'd bet you all of my money, I would, that she doesn't kiss that horrid man with nearly such a love, such a desire and passion! Just thinking about it turns my heart inside out, and the fluttering in my stomach begins like a dance once more! Call me less of a man, but the feeling she gives me when those soft, velvet blood red lips touch mine, I'm on fire! I would kiss her every day of my life, every second, just to feel that fire, and oh how it burns! I... I love her, Old Sport. And I know she loves me! She'll leave him, I know she will, and we'll live together, move away in a large house, have balls and parties and, oh, she'll be happy! I just know it, right in my gut!