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Christina was standing by the school gym her satchel over her shoulder her hand gripping the strap her hair windswept when she saw you coming she smiled nervously and said I wondered if you’d come this way why? you asked she took your arm and pulled you into the gym and let the door close behind you the gym was empty there were voices and the sound of people passing along the passageway need to see you she whispered why? you asked I don’t see you unless I stop you in the school somewhere or on the playing field if the weather’s nice you gazed around the gym at the apparatus the ropes the mats she continued talking her voice whispering you looked at her her eyes dark and staring why here? you asked we can be alone for a while she said she took hold of one of your hands and looked at it and rubbed her thumb over the skin you’re only 13 you said you’re only 14 she replied she placed your hand to her cheek we’re going to be late for our next lessons you said so? she replied you sensed her lips on your hand her body moving closer to you then she kissed your cheek then stood there her mouth slightly open thank you you whispered she smiled and went out the gym door and along the passageway you stood gaping at the ropes and mats and the high windows and a blue sky and heard voices calling from the playground from kids at play just another moment you mused just another day.
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Dec 12, 2012
Dec 12, 2012 at 3:41 AM UTC
CHRISTINA AND YOU IN THE GYM
Christina was standing by the school gym her satchel over her shoulder her hand gripping the strap her hair windswept when she saw you coming she smiled nervously and said I wondered if you’d come this way why? you asked she took your arm and pulled you into the gym and let the door close behind you the gym was empty there were voices and the sound of people passing along the passageway need to see you she whispered why? you asked I don’t see you unless I stop you in the school somewhere or on the playing field if the weather’s nice you gazed around the gym at the apparatus the ropes the mats she continued talking her voice whispering you looked at her her eyes dark and staring why here? you asked we can be alone for a while she said she took hold of one of your hands and looked at it and rubbed her thumb over the skin you’re only 13 you said you’re only 14 she replied she placed your hand to her cheek we’re going to be late for our next lessons you said so? she replied you sensed her lips on your hand her body moving closer to you then she kissed your cheek then stood there her mouth slightly open thank you you whispered she smiled and went out the gym door and along the passageway you stood gaping at the ropes and mats and the high windows and a blue sky and heard voices calling from the playground from kids at play just another moment you mused just another day.
terry-collett
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Dec 12, 2012
Dec 12, 2012 at 3:41 AM UTC
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