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אנה ריבקין
/ Being Creative

They met in the middle of the train station. The huge trains
came on and off the railways, creating unbearable amounts of
noise. People were running all over the place- trying to
catch their train on time. She was waiting for a friend she
hasn't met for ages. He was late and she was getting a bit
nervous in there. She just wanted the noise to stop. Two
hands covered her eyes and a gentle voice asked- trying to
catch a train too?! I'm here for as much as half an hour and
still nothing- I get the feeling that someone up there
doesn't want me to go...
- Do you?! But why are you reaching hands to strangers!?
He didn't seem to be troubled by her query and went on,
- I'm not trying to be rude- but can I ask you out for a cup
of coffee?! I'm getting really bored here and I think our
train will be delayed for a while now.
He put his most charming face on and gave out a wink toward
her. Having no trouble glancing right down at her low cut
décolletage.
She looked up at him, trying her best not to look shocked by
the proposal, or the nerve of the guy stood so much close to
her now. Looking at her watch, as they heard the conductor
announcing that the train will be late for another twenty
minutes; and starting losing her patience. The dark guy
still tried to convince her to come. He had his brown
shining and full of warmth eyes, looking at her with slender
fondness. While starting towards the gigantic stone gate of
the railway's station; She felt a little rush of curiosity,
so she followed him.
-I get the feeling you begin to like me; you came after
all.
Showing off his smile, letting a full raw of white teeth a
little lick from the side.
-Try not getting too exited about it.
She had such a dazzling look when she looked at him with her
infinite bright eyes.
-Well, I'll try to cope.
-Works with me.
They came in an ancient looking coffee shop that stood near
the station.
This place offered the "best 'black water' in town" with
"amazing sweets", it sounded just about right.
-I'm a student of medicine in the university, an hour travel
by train from here. What is your excuse?!
-I'm supposed to meet a friend- but I guess he won't come
after all.
-Why not?! Why are you looking so sour? "I really love to be
alone without all the ache and pain and the April
showers..." it's the Lighthouse Family; they already said it
better then me.
He took a bite from the cake, using his tongue to put it on
his nose.
-Are you always that silly near girls?
A little smile appeared in the curve of her mouth.
-Sure why not?! I'm young and I'm awfully childish- don't
girls just adore that in a guy?
-Sometimes we do.
He glanced for a while above her head, trying to think of
how he heard his friend from school got the entire
women-class-mates chasing after him all day long.
-Lets say I had it with trying to be intelligent for people
to start appreciating me. What would you say if I suggested
going somewhere else?
-I got here, haven't I? So I'll play along.
He was nearly undressing her in his mind; she noticed that
fact, but didn't seem to mind. Maybe all I really need
right now is some good old sex
.
He rose first and picked up the chair for her, getting
really close to her neck, trying to make out the aroma of
her skin. She thought that was cute of him to try looking
old fashioned and behaving like a gentlemen. I always
thought gentlemen were made by men in order to get women
lose their guard faster. Ha, ironic- isn't it
.
They went to his place. As she stood near the counter, he
asked if she wanted something to drink. She shook her head.
Just pure intercourse for me.
He took some ice and mashed it in his mouth.
-Come here,
Sounding fairly funny, his proposal got appealing in her
eyes.
-I won't bite...
A crafty smile arouse on his face, as his eyes were
sparkling with joy.
Muscular arms were wrapped around her waist while her neck
felt a cool wet kiss. The ice got really slender as his
tongue rose to her ear. A little shiver gone throughout her
back when his hands guided her to push the items behind her.
There weren't much on the counter- but she almost felt sorry
for breaking something. There was a small vase that made a
splash sound as its water broke lose, followed by a
shattering sound of the vase itself. He started to kiss her
lips really hard and passionately, whereas guarding her head
until she was safe down. Warm long fingers traveled up and
down the flowered summer dress she had on; and while
brushing his one-day-old facial hair, she remembered how
good it was to be single again. After starting to feel his
passion rise, he decided to pick her up and carried her to
his bedroom .He wore a buttoned navy blouse and long black
trousers that started feeling tight near the groin aria.
Unbuttoning his shirt felt just about right while getting a
massage to her thighs. Starting opening her zipper with his
teeth and getting her undressed felt as natural as
breathing; so he gasped for a little air before she started
taking his cloths off. She let him play with her belly for a
while, getting excited by his tongue movements around and in
her belly button. He petted her breasts and gave them tiny
bites, just before she guided his right hand over her worm
skin straight to her silky lace panties. While he reached
there she gave out a slight of a cry. Then she reached out
for him, leaving his mouth open. The air conditioner was on,
but they still felt awfully hot. When he got in her, she
rose with pleasure and scratched his back with her long
fingernails. They felt so good in that room and neither
wanted to get up. It felt like the time has frozen up merely
for them...



-Tanks, honey, it was breath taking! I wish we could make
love everyday.
They kissed gently.
She looked up at him with her luminous great eyes. Her skin
was radiant and healthy, and her long reddish hair was
scattered on the pillow. She seamed to him like an angel
fell from the skies. And now this beautiful angel of his was
at the edge of death. The doctors told them she had a really
rare type of cancer and had to start being care of in the
infirmary. Tears almost broke out of him, but he knew he had
to be tough for her. They lay in the bed for a long time
while they waited for the time she had to come back.
-We'll try to be more creative next time, making love on the
hospital's ward. What do you say?!
-I wish we could stay frozen in this moment forever.
He smiled at her and leaned to kiss her. She was holding his
hand as tight as she could, at her situation. The old clock
on the wall signed the fifth hour, they had to go. The
suitcase was already in the car, so they took the keys and
left. His throat felt extremely sore; How could I let her
become sick
... he knew it hadn't anything to do with him-
but he still hoped he could fix things up. They got to the
hospital by six in the after noon and the physician came to
tend after her. He lay in the bed, right beside her, feeling
her worm skin. She dozed off after taking the medicine and
he kept holding her tight. Trying to be inspired for the
next time home...



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לך או לכל צד שלישי בשל מסרים שיפורסמו
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