The Kiss

'Aphrodite kissed a mortal once by the light of this moon, many thousands of years ago. It drove him crazy. The next person that he kissed - boum. The craziness travelled like this from person to person. It travelled through time. Everywhere - boum! Tu comprends?' 'Where did it end up?' I whisper. His lips are on my cheek now. 'It ended with me. And now I am going to pass it to you. You will like that, mermaid?' Imagine the perfect kiss. The kiss of legend. The kiss that began with Aphrodite in the foothills of ancient Athens by the light of the full moon. The kiss that for five thousand years has extended down in a long chain of lovers, leaving ecstasies of love and fits of agony in its wake ... Imagine that kiss is real, and in the present day it is sitting on the lips of a French boy called Laurent. Among the sand dunes in the South of France, Laurent seduces 16-year-old Delilah, with the tale of The Kiss. BOOM. And now imagine that Delilah brings Aphrodite's Kiss back home with her, where it's now on the rampage aound her school in Surrey ...