wall. I
wasn’t certain if you drew them or if someone else did, but I can see that your
fingers have some slight discoloration and a deep indent in your middle finger.
You’re extremely good, your drawings I mean. I can see that you put a lot of
yourself into them. They are very detailed and expressive…poignant. You should further your talent.”
I could only stare at her in incredibility. No one had
ever said anything like that to me before, been that in tune with me. My
drawings were mostly for me. My family and friends had seen them, and while
they appreciated and praised them, they had never expressed it the way Maya
had.
Maya’s head suddenly swiveled toward the door, and then
I heard it too. Footsteps. If we hadn’t gone abruptly quiet neither of us would
have heard it. Her head twisted back my way wearing a cornered look.
What was with that?
“Crap!” In the next instant Maya dropped my hand and
rushed out the door, grabbing her bucket of supplies on the way. I stared after
in surprise.
“Maya!”
“Oh, hey, mama. I was just coming to find you. Didn’t
you say something about me doing something in the library today?”
“Yes, I was actually coming to see if you were done here
so I could show you what needs to be done there.”
“Okay, lead the way.”
And then they were both gone.
My brows shot up in surprise and I sprawled back onto
the settee as the situation hit me. Maya had just walked away from me without a
by your leave.
I had to say; that was a first.
∞
∞ ∞
After Maya walked out on me—and didn’t come back during
the fifteen minutes I waited—I didn’t know what to think of her behavior. I was
both pissed and…weirdly intrigued. However, I let the angry part of me take
over, and as I was frustratingly aroused that was easy to do.
I stormed from the house and headed for Todd’s, and from
Todd’s we went to a party at Vic’s, a lacrosse teammate, over in Hedgeview
where I drank and brooded. Numerous girls tried hooking up with me but I gave
them all the cold shoulder. Some of the more dense females, who couldn’t seem
to catch a clue, got the sharp and extremely brutal side of my tongue.
I wasn’t in the mood to deal with drunk, dim-witted,
grasping females.
Crissy was at the party, but she appeared to have
caught the clue and stayed away from me.
I ended up drinking more than I normally did in an
effort to distract myself from thoughts of Maya. I didn’t understand why she
was weighing so heavily on my mind. Yes, she was gorgeous. Yes, she had a great
ass, and the possibility of her having great breasts was also high. Yes, I
liked conversing with her. However, she’d looked taken aback when I’d made that
suggestive remark, which told me she wasn’t all that experienced, and I only
associated with experienced females who would accept what I could give them…sex.
A virgin, or almost virgin, was going to want more. And the way she’d dashed
out of that room, like she was afraid to be caught talking to me, well that was
just unusual. Hell, I was still trying to process that.
Females ran toward me, not away.
But fuck, I wanted her. In a way I’ve never wanted
another girl.
After the party, Vic, Todd, and I stayed up even later
playing Black Ops on his PS4 and I didn’t get to bed until five o’clock in the
morning. When I woke up it was three in the afternoon, and by the time I made
it home an hour later Maya had left for the day.
Several emotions swamped me at having missed her;
disappointment, relief, anger, confusion, confusion, and confusion. The girl
was messing with my head and I didn’t like it…did I?
I was pretty certain I didn’t like it. Who wants to
feel these kinds
wasn’t certain if you drew them or if someone else did, but I can see that your
fingers have some slight discoloration and a deep indent in your middle finger.
You’re extremely good, your drawings I mean. I can see that you put a lot of
yourself into them. They are very detailed and expressive…poignant. You should further your talent.”
I could only stare at her in incredibility. No one had
ever said anything like that to me before, been that in tune with me. My
drawings were mostly for me. My family and friends had seen them, and while
they appreciated and praised them, they had never expressed it the way Maya
had.
Maya’s head suddenly swiveled toward the door, and then
I heard it too. Footsteps. If we hadn’t gone abruptly quiet neither of us would
have heard it. Her head twisted back my way wearing a cornered look.
What was with that?
“Crap!” In the next instant Maya dropped my hand and
rushed out the door, grabbing her bucket of supplies on the way. I stared after
in surprise.
“Maya!”
“Oh, hey, mama. I was just coming to find you. Didn’t
you say something about me doing something in the library today?”
“Yes, I was actually coming to see if you were done here
so I could show you what needs to be done there.”
“Okay, lead the way.”
And then they were both gone.
My brows shot up in surprise and I sprawled back onto
the settee as the situation hit me. Maya had just walked away from me without a
by your leave.
I had to say; that was a first.
∞
∞ ∞
After Maya walked out on me—and didn’t come back during
the fifteen minutes I waited—I didn’t know what to think of her behavior. I was
both pissed and…weirdly intrigued. However, I let the angry part of me take
over, and as I was frustratingly aroused that was easy to do.
I stormed from the house and headed for Todd’s, and from
Todd’s we went to a party at Vic’s, a lacrosse teammate, over in Hedgeview
where I drank and brooded. Numerous girls tried hooking up with me but I gave
them all the cold shoulder. Some of the more dense females, who couldn’t seem
to catch a clue, got the sharp and extremely brutal side of my tongue.
I wasn’t in the mood to deal with drunk, dim-witted,
grasping females.
Crissy was at the party, but she appeared to have
caught the clue and stayed away from me.
I ended up drinking more than I normally did in an
effort to distract myself from thoughts of Maya. I didn’t understand why she
was weighing so heavily on my mind. Yes, she was gorgeous. Yes, she had a great
ass, and the possibility of her having great breasts was also high. Yes, I
liked conversing with her. However, she’d looked taken aback when I’d made that
suggestive remark, which told me she wasn’t all that experienced, and I only
associated with experienced females who would accept what I could give them…sex.
A virgin, or almost virgin, was going to want more. And the way she’d dashed
out of that room, like she was afraid to be caught talking to me, well that was
just unusual. Hell, I was still trying to process that.
Females ran toward me, not away.
But fuck, I wanted her. In a way I’ve never wanted
another girl.
After the party, Vic, Todd, and I stayed up even later
playing Black Ops on his PS4 and I didn’t get to bed until five o’clock in the
morning. When I woke up it was three in the afternoon, and by the time I made
it home an hour later Maya had left for the day.
Several emotions swamped me at having missed her;
disappointment, relief, anger, confusion, confusion, and confusion. The girl
was messing with my head and I didn’t like it…did I?
I was pretty certain I didn’t like it. Who wants to
feel these kinds
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