'Young Love' Freewrite
The clouds were so bright against the blue of the sky, I thought surely it must be fake. A painting, perhaps.
Maybe the illusion that came with the rose colored glasses of love were coloring my vision. Making everything seem more vibrant and surreal.
I felt the prickle of the wild grasses against my back and my bare shoulders, the tickle of them under my thighs, my shorts riding up a little too high when we'd first laid down in the field behind his house.
The sun was hot, but it didn't bother us much at all. His hand was in mine, like it had been every spare moment since we'd first made that step to reach out, to connect and find that our hands fit together so perfectly.
We lay there is silence then, both of us dreaming of the future, of the summer months ahead. I wondered if we would still be dating by the end of the season. It just felt like everything was perfectly imperfect at that very moment. I felt so at peace lying here, staring at the sky, but he didn't hold my heart. Not the way I'd always dreamed of. He didn't have that romance novel effect on me.
My knees didn't get weak when he was around. I enjoyed his kisses, but my heart didn't flutter when he came to see me. I wondered if I should tell him this, ask him how he felt.
He asked me right then, "If we were older, would you marry me?"
And I thought that I might, but I was pretty sure that I shouldn't. I wanted to wait for that One to come into my life. I wanted it all, but I felt stupid for even thinking it could happen.
His hand grew sweaty in mine and I knew that I had to answer. I didn't want to upset him, so I said the words he expected to hear, "Of course I would!" I said, hoping that the enthusiasm in my voice sounded more natural than it felt. My heart felt like a stone as I started on a path of settling for less than either of us deserved.
Linking EVERY freewrite for 50 days seems a bit much, so I'm just going to link to a few from here on out:
- Day 11: Appetite for Bondage erotica
- Day 12: Business Trip erotica
- Day 13: Naughty Neighbors erotica
- Day 17: Love in an Elevator
- Day 18: The Changing Room
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He couldn't just enjoy your company, without asking the question. Why are men so stupid? 😈
He was very, very young. And we were so very wrong for each other. He was far too conservative, deeply religious and squeamish about even the smallest things. I shudder to think of ending up with someone like that in my life! Thank goodness for my (our?) escape from that! We would have made each other crazy.
Nuthin' like being put under pressure, right?
Right? The angst of those teenage years. Everything seemed so urgent at the time.
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