As I set here eating lunch and daydreaming a little bit, that is what I do when I am doing mundane task or eating by myself is daydream relive events in my life or partial dreams that stay with me past waking and redo them to end the way I wanted them to when they were happening.
One that keeps floating back to me on these hot summer days is a trip I took with some friends or school mates back when I was a freshman in high school at least that is what it feels like. I was young and still had a figure that quote would make a guy stop in his tracks. I was happy bubbly and full of all the youthful laughter and quick wit that made me dangerous. I loved guys and found them absolutely the best thing since bubble gum. I was great at flirting too if on the somewhat awkward shy side of flirting, but hey it worked for me. I remember this camp or park had this lazy river that wound its way back and forth on itself and the sides where made of concert it seems, and it was cold I do remember it being so cold on that hot summer day. Natural spring water I think is what they side and I want to believe it was in Texas down around the big thicket national park forest area, but not sure.
Any way on to the great vision, daydream that has invaded my mind off and on forever not just this summer but most times when I am in need of knowing that I once had the power you know girls the power to make guys flock to you like flies to honey. Here I am in an inner tube floating on this lazy river with a couple of my girlfriends close by we are talking and laughing and tossing our hair around when all of a sudden my tube is bumped from underneath, and something brushes my legs and makes me squeal as I was known to do back then. I am frantic because I had over heard the counselors warning each other to keep an eye out for snakes that sometimes like to get into this river and then can’t get out.
As I scream and gather attention to me which was not my style this tawny head of hair (god was I into blondes when I was younger **sigh mmmm big sigh** pops up beside my tube and arms fly over the side to grab hold and land in my lap and on my legs instead, oh the tingle that encounter caused brings a blush to my entire body. It is him, the guy who has all the girls are drooling over this trip (the dreamboat), he is right there hanging onto my tube and grinning to beat the band. I stop screaming and start blushing more if that is possible, not knowing what to say or do. He shakes his head and water goes flying everywhere especially in my eyes. So I immediately cover my eyes with my hands and as I do this I lose hold of the inner tube and fall through the bottom or should I say I slip through the inner tube backwards legs still up on the sides for a little bit as I am going under, must have been a pretty sight, I was precariously balanced as it was, being thin and a bit on the short side did not help.
As I go under without holding my breathe this boy, this guy grabs me around the waist and pulls me up and close to him as he holds onto our inner tube, it is ours now because it seems like he has decided out of all the girls there at camp that he wants to be close to me. Which is fine with me I throw my arms around his neck which slams our bodies together and for the briefest moment I feel him against me and it feels nice and strange at the same time. I move to the side of his body so as not to mmmm touch it and he tries to swing me back around. We are deadlocked now because as I swung around I locked my legs around his waist to hold myself in place. Good thing he has a hold of the inner tube or we would have both went under. We stay like this for quite a while, not really knowing what or how to get me back up into the inner tube and not really minding that I was now attached to his body like a oversized belt. I must say that it was necessary but it felt so wonderful to be that close to the most popular boy the one that all the other girls were wanting, to have him to myself for just that moment in time was so unbelievably great. It did not last very long one of my girlfriends saw what had happened and immediately came paddling over to us, to help? To break us up? To refocus his attention to her?
Who knows I only know that at that moment my heart sunk and I started to peel myself off of his lean muscular oh so hot body and swim away, rejected yet again, replaced by the popular girl my friend she was always doing that taking something that I wanted or had and claiming it as hers. But this young stud was having none of it, he held on not letting me go. He pushed off from the inner tube leaving it blocking her and grabbed hold of another one that had gotten away from someone else and we started being pulled along with the water away from her and several others. I was excited, exhilarated to think that he chose me over her, but what now, what did this stud muffin want with a plain Jane like me? What do girls do with boys? I was young and uneducated in this matter seeing that I had not even had my first kiss yet. That was soon to change, oh boy was it going to change so fast, but I get ahead of myself.
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