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It wasn't until Rowland poked my elbow in music class and said hey Benny look at the titless one at the front with the blonde ****** I looked to where his finger pointed that I noticed Yochana for the first time sitting at the front of class with a blonde girl who was shorter but that hardly made her a ****** -Rowland and his humour- I studied her as Miss G talked about Schubert and his music and his life I noted the thinness of her body - Yochana's not Miss G's- the black hair smooth and shiny and I never thought about her titlessness at time but something about her caught my eye later after the kissing on the cheek thing and the day after I kissed her hand I waited for her at the end of biology class when she came out with her friend the blonde haired Angela -Rowland went onto the tuck shop and then to morning recess- when she saw me there and I smiled she shooed her friend off and waited by the wall she said are you waiting for me? shouldn't I? why would you? why not? do you always answer questions with a question? do you? she smiled and looked me in my hazel eyes what did you want? she asked to talk with you I said is that all? anything else on offer? what other else? I don't know yet but I'm sure I can think of something I said I'm sure you can she said is that it? are you in a rush? my friend's waiting for me she replied can't your girlfriend wait a bit longer? she'd not my girlfriend she's a friend who is a girl she said defensively I dreamed of you last night I said did you? no you wouldn't let me let you what? Miss G passed us by and walked down the corridor giving us a backward stare kiss you I said shame Yochana said yes it was I said we stood in the corridor a few seconds in silence kids passing by you kissed my hand the other day isn't that enough? she said no a glimpse of heaven isn't enough until you get there I said she looked past me then at the kids passing by not here maybe lunch time some place quiet we can maybe kiss she said then touching my hand briefly she walked off down the corridor and I watched her going with a kind of yearning my inner soul and my body burning.
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May 8, 2015
May 8, 2015 at 2:19 AM UTC
YOCHANA'S PROMISE 1962.
It wasn't until Rowland poked my elbow in music class and said hey Benny look at the titless one at the front with the blonde ****** I looked to where his finger pointed that I noticed Yochana for the first time sitting at the front of class with a blonde girl who was shorter but that hardly made her a ****** -Rowland and his humour- I studied her as Miss G talked about Schubert and his music and his life I noted the thinness of her body - Yochana's not Miss G's- the black hair smooth and shiny and I never thought about her titlessness at time but something about her caught my eye later after the kissing on the cheek thing and the day after I kissed her hand I waited for her at the end of biology class when she came out with her friend the blonde haired Angela -Rowland went onto the tuck shop and then to morning recess- when she saw me there and I smiled she shooed her friend off and waited by the wall she said are you waiting for me? shouldn't I? why would you? why not? do you always answer questions with a question? do you? she smiled and looked me in my hazel eyes what did you want? she asked to talk with you I said is that all? anything else on offer? what other else? I don't know yet but I'm sure I can think of something I said I'm sure you can she said is that it? are you in a rush? my friend's waiting for me she replied can't your girlfriend wait a bit longer? she'd not my girlfriend she's a friend who is a girl she said defensively I dreamed of you last night I said did you? no you wouldn't let me let you what? Miss G passed us by and walked down the corridor giving us a backward stare kiss you I said shame Yochana said yes it was I said we stood in the corridor a few seconds in silence kids passing by you kissed my hand the other day isn't that enough? she said no a glimpse of heaven isn't enough until you get there I said she looked past me then at the kids passing by not here maybe lunch time some place quiet we can maybe kiss she said then touching my hand briefly she walked off down the corridor and I watched her going with a kind of yearning my inner soul and my body burning.
A BOY AND GIRL AFTER BIOLOGY CLASS IN 1962
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May 8, 2015
May 8, 2015 at 2:19 AM UTC
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