- Why do all the tall people always sit in front of me? They have all those empty seats and where do you sit? Right in front of me- Rose snorts, crossing her arms in front of her chest in irritation.
- I'm sorry Rose I didn't see you there, I'll change with Jane if you want.
- Captain? - Rose exclaims, matching her voice with the silhouette of her in front of her.
- Hello! - he answers with a happy crease of eyes.
- Are you on a date? - Rose says smiling from ear to ear with her eyes shining towards us.
- Yes, we are- I say with a slight edge in my voice, daring Rose to say something bad about it, but to my surprise, she answers very enthusiastically.
- Ha! I knew it! After what happened last night and that private chat between the two of you this morning I imagined it. Good for you!
At that moment I remember because she is my best friend, I return her smile and change my seat with Travis, he and I have just sat down again when a voice behind him murmurs:
- How troublesome, now I can't see.
- Kevin? Are you with Rose?
- Hello! - interrupts a female voice
- Vanessa? - I'm still in shock.
- How troublesome- Kevin repeats.
My eyes jump from Rose's disturbed expression on Kevin's left to Vanesa's disturbed expression on his right and between the two equally angry women Kevin sits holding his head in his hands as if he just wished he were somewhere else. watching the clouds go by.
- That? It doesn't matter, I don't even want to know- I say turning around in my seat to look at the movie screen.
The first thing to disappear is the armrest, Travis picks it up and casually unloads his hand on my knee, I turn around and raise an eyebrow at him.
- That? - He asks with a smile on his face.
- Nothing - I say with a shake of my head turning to see the movie that started after all the previews, I finally sit comfortably in my seat with the heat and weight of Travis's hand on my knee and I lose myself in the beautiful scenery that the film shows.
I'm enjoying myself and I find myself completely lost in history until ...
- I LOVE THIS PART! - A loud and unpleasant voice resounds a few places behind us ... Diego.
- SHH! - Half the theater and I silenced Diego.
- SHH you guys! - He answers vehemently. At that time most likely due to Travis's luck seeing us ... shit ...
- Hey Travis! I'm looking at you! - Diego threatens to get up pointing two fingers at his eyes and then pointing a finger at Travis.
I put a hand to my eyes and shake my head… Idiot!
- SHUT UP! - all the cinema blurts out this time.
- Now it is OK! - Diego yells and sits down again, next to him even in a dark room. Luisa is blushing uncontrollably.
Poor girl! Well, it's not that she didn't know what she was getting into. In addition, with her patience and calm attitude, she is the perfect complement to Diego's impatience.
I turn around and laugh again at the antics of the guy from the movie when I notice that Travis is getting closer to me.
I lift my legs and tuck them under me before resting my head comfortably on his shoulder, he wraps his arm around my body and I feel him lean his head to rest his cheek against the crown of my head. . I disguise my euphoria by laughing at a fully grown water horse, I can feel the walls crumbling, I'm sure they are not even there.
So somewhere behind us ...
- HEY! I said I'm looking!
XXX
Travis couldn't have picked a better day of the year to have our first date, first kiss, first everything, because New Year's Day is all about the news after all ... sunrise, first laughs, the first dream, first love. ..
First love? Where did that come from? He is not my first love! Albert is… he was… I think… shit!
As I was saying, the New Year is the most important celebration of the year, so there is a lot to do on our first date.
Brightly colored kites fly above us in a clear blue sky, a steering wheel clicks from a beautifully decorated palette, children squeal as one of their blindfolded friends tries to put various pieces on a body similar to putting the tail to the donkey ... Even the adults are busy throwing dice in a board game.
But what in all this activity catches my attention? Yes, ladies and gentlemen, Mochi!
Travis laughs at me when I leave his sorry butt behind, but I don't care, I'm too busy watching the dance that takes place between the man waving his huge wooden mallet and the man who keeps sticking his hands out from underneath, between these 2 a large piece of dough lies victim inside a large stone bowl, while the man with the mallet hits out of it, the other man quickly kneads it and turns between strokes for the other to hit it again, it is fun to watch so much the rhythm as the skill of men and also in a masochistic way the possible danger it imposes on the man without a hammer, but other than that I love those sticky dumplings!
- I can buy you something if you want- Travis offers kindly.
- Yes, I would love a little- I say without feeling guilty for taking advantage of his uncharacteristic generosity, we are also on a date after all.
Happily sucking the fine white powdered sugar from each of my fingers, I catch him staring at me, his eyes are glassy and even though he is looking directly at me, there is a distant gaze in him ...
Oh Jesus! He's thinking of me sucking his ...
- I'm still looking at you! - Diego yells as he passes us down the street with Luisa.
- Are you following us? - Asked incredulously.
- No, it's not like that ... it's just that it's New Year and you can't avoid entering the festival. He is everywhere!
- Fine, but could you please stop threatening me ...
Groom? Shit is that what Travis, my former teacher, my friend, my teammate, a man 10 years older is now to me?
- Just stop with the threats. Okay, Diego? I can take care of myself.
- But he reads erotic genre ...
- I can take care of myself, Diego!
- In public! He is a ...
- Perfect gentleman and believe me if he tries something without my permission ...
I give him a meaningful look, I see his eyes widen with fear, and even Diego and Luisa to whom my gaze was not focused shudder audibly.
5 ... 4 ... 3 ... 2 ... 1. "Now you can kiss the bride!" Despite all the noises from the New Year's party, all the noise is surprisingly muffled and distant, as if you hear it underwater. "Happy New Year, Mrs. Baker" he says smiling at me happily, her voice comes down from her and just for me. "Happy New Year," I say in a low voice back, returning the smile. And so we both kiss for the first time as husband and wife. When Travis and I finally break up and face people once again everyone is still yelling and clapping at us, even the ones who disapproved of our relationship at first. Yes, we have come a long way since this year, no… last year. Last year, Travis's kiss was a huge surprise to everyone, including me, so it is only appropriate to celebrate this New Year, our first anniversary, with another surprise ... a wedding. A week ago... After tearing the wrapping paper off my last Christmas present and
In winter, the town becomes a place where the branches of the trees were thrown all over the streets due to the snow. Our town looks like a small fortress covered and hidden by snow but… How else could we obtain our lush vegetation if not for the large amounts of water we receive during the spring rains and winter snow? And now that all the Christmas presents have been opened, it's not surprising to see most of the villagers sledding or building snowmen or snowballs, and generally just enjoying what little is left of this day. of Christmas. However, Travis and I deviated from the larger crowds, opting to stay in the quiet Training Ground 3. Training ground 3 is also completely transformed in winter, it has been changed from a thick and herbaceous field to a barren one surrounded by the aforementioned leafless trees, its skeleton trunks and branches are now gray instead of its color. normal earthy brown. The training ground looks like a Christmas card with its virgin
I look back at Travis thinking that all men are dense even the ones who are supposed to be geniuses. On the other hand, he seems sincere and I can't expect him to read my mind, nor do I expect him to, but seriously, he can figure out how to take down an entire organization of S-class criminals, but he can't figure this out? He's like the guy who can get sports stats or figure out how to make complicated technology work, but can't he figure it out for himself when he's a complete Neanderthal? Idiots, most of them! "The reason I got angry was that I asked you to take me seriously, but you made a joke and not only that, but the joke you made me think that all you are looking for is sex" "Oh, I see," he says in understanding. "Well, what do you know? Neanderthals can understand the obvious" " But Jane, if all she wanted was sex, then she would be running around town sleeping with anything that walks, but I don't want to. What I do want is to have the pers
In the darkness of the room lit only by the pale moonlight, I notice a sad face looking at me from across the room. He always had such a sad face. Then again, that's exactly what made me approach him when I was younger, which made him my favorite above all the rest. When he was happy, I wanted to cheer him up, and when he was sad like I am now ... "I know exactly how you feel," I murmur, lifting Bunny off the dusty shelf and hugging him tightly to my chest. Dark, wet spots are beginning to appear on top of his shaggy head, but he's used to it by now. He just soaks them through, absorbing the tears until they finally dry and I feel better again. He was always a comfort to me, which only makes me feel even more guilty for abandoning him, for putting him aside because I thought he was too old for him, at least I didn't throw it away. In truth, you can never get over what makes you feel safe. Even the toughest of us, the ones who refuse to admit we do suc
Another set of high-pitched screams emanate from the apartment hallway. I roll my eyes and shake my head before heading to the front door and poking my head through it. "Travis," I say in exasperation. "That?" he asks innocently. "Haven't you had enough?" "But they like it!" The terrified look in the children's eyes when they look over their shoulders and run away from us (or should I say Travis) They say otherwise, but what can I do? Its Halloween. Kids don't want to be scared and it's not like Travis stops them from taking the candy before he scares them. The huge orange plastic bowl with printed bats flying around its rim is surprisingly nearly empty, meaning either our candy is better than the neighbors' or he's been very, very generous in delivering the treats. Seeing as things rarely happen for a single reason, I guess it's a bit of both. "Okay, but once the bowl is empty, that's it, okay?" Travis gives me a happy
Seeing how we have repositioned ourselves and back to where we left off, Travis Number Two stands very close to me so that I can continue right where he also left off, holding my hair to continue kissing and sucking on the back, the sides of my neck and the curves of my shoulders.I'm getting used to this extravagance of kisses when I feel two pairs of hands on me, one pair rubbing up and down my sides while the other pair gently glide up and down my bare arms, and while both touches are relatively innocent. , the double sensation is turning me on much faster than if it had been just a pair of hands.And then the hands start to wander and the touches are less and less innocent. A pair of hands rub up and down the outside of my thighs, causing my already short skirt to sit a little higher with each stroke. Meanwhile, another pair of hands is slowly beginning to unzip the back of my dress. It's Travis Number Two, and as he slowly reveals every inch of my bareback, he pla
"Do you want me to do it?" I ask hysterically.Travis looks like she's in fear for his life, as she should be. I mean, I knew the man was perverted but I just didn't realize how much."No, Jane! You're not going to do it! Oh, does not matter! I knew it was too weird! I knew I should never have asked you! You're so sweet here, making me dinner and dressing up for me and I screwed it all up by making that suggestion. Very sorry. Please forgive me and forget that I ever asked"I look at Travis with a pounding heart, but not for the reason he thinks. I'm not mad, I'm actually ... excited."Travis, calm down! I didn't say I wasn't going to do it. I just want to clarify what exactly you want us to do"Now he seems completely bewildered as if he had just said to her: Yes, Travis… Santa Claus is real."Really?""Yes, I will do it"And just as the words leave my mouth, I'm just as surprised as he is by my willingness to do so.
Would it be wrong for me to mention to Travis that his birthday used to be the same day that Japan and elite countries used to celebrate Respect for Aging Day? I think so. Also, he is angry at all the jokes that he has received and continues to receive for being with someone much younger than him.However, I must admit that even some jokes are quite funny, like having a parent-teacher conference when we went to see my parents. I mean, what can you do? You can get mad and hit the ground all the time (I tried for a while until Blanca threatened to remove the town repair costs from my paycheck) or access the jokes on a case-by-case basis and take them from there. Seeing how the majority of the people have learned to accept or ignore us.It's hard to believe that Travis is almost 35 today, 34 to be exact and here I am barely 24 years old. However, it is easy to put the age difference aside, when the man you are with appears to be at the same level of maturity as you and wh
Applause from everyone.We both sit on the grass to watch the next dancer take the stage, a young woman who, like me, is dressed in a traditional kimono, but unlike me, this girl has strong and dramatic makeup. Her face and neck are so dusty that she appears white as a ghost and her lips are painted a bright shade of red. The stark contrast between the white, red, and jet black of her hair tied up in a bun makes her look not human at all, more like a porcelain doll placed on invisible strings by a puppeteer. Even her movements are limited, like those of a puppet whose joints can only move so far in any direction.This is Kyomai's dance.It's like a slow interpretive dance with various poses and hand gestures that tell a story. It is the opposite pole of the dance that preceded it, the dance of Odori.As the night darkens, everything begins to calm down and the sakura trees are lit up with paper lanterns, giving the hanami experience a different vibe, one