`` i think i need to throw up , '' i say . i hear him swear under his breath , cursing me . i was n't even sure if the food i had ordered was actually any good because i was so turned on i could n't taste any of it . he leaned across the forehead and kissed me on my forehead . i wanted a chance to talk to you , but was n't sure how to approach you without freaking you out . '' just as real-the sounds and sights and smells of home the same . 