It was the third time we had hung out as friends. After trying to go to the new monster bar and get Friday the 13th tattoos there were lines at both so we said **** it and got some sushi. I hadn't been out with anyone like that laughing and smiling across the table wanting to hear anything she had to say really knowing the girl being sweet on the gal and wanting her bad. When we left the small sushi bar our insides were warm with sake our heads swimming as we walked to her car and a dust storm came down on us blowing her hair all around and getting dirt in my pomade covered hair. She drove us back to my trailer and we went inside away from the swirling brown wind. She sat on the couch and I sat in a chair across from her. We talked for an hour hour and a half I was waiting for that good moment that little perfect one when I could make that move. So we kept talking with her legs crossed the big tattoo on her thigh taking all my attention. I was never a leg man until that night. That classic figure of a woman defined legs crossed like that kicking the heel just so, like ole' Hank said. There's a magic to it. I was practically in a trance staring at those legs of hers. I just couldn't contain myself anymore and I didn't even think about it just went for it. I stood up and spit my gum out just sent it sailing across the room before leaning down and kissing her. She pulled back at first after our lips kissed one full time. "Oh. Okay, then." She said with a giddy smile. After talking to her for weeks and getting teased by my co-workers for being in the Friend Zone the moment had finally arrived. The one I'd been dreaming of laying in my trailer as the train passed at 12:37 every night blowing it's whistle and I thought about how it would feel. Her body pressed against mine feeling her body heat tasting her lips feeling her body tense up and her hand on the back of my head. It was better than I had imagined. She climbed on top of me wrapping her legs around me tight kissing each other like we were in a movie no one else would see. When we made it for the first time later that night the iPod was on shuffle and right at the moment when we were about to make it 'Hallelujah' the Leonard Cohen version came on. We both looked at each other and smiled. "I can't believe this song is on right now." "Me either." "Come here." She said, wrapping her arms around my neck and pulling me in. Then from the dirt brown clouds above us the heavens opened up and the sky rained down tip tapping on the metal roof of the single-wide trailer as we pushed on. Away from the earth and into the company of the angels.