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Adult ++
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8
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6,675
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13
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Bobby
Me and Marie spent the whole morning at the lake, long after the fish she'd promised had disappeared from our view. We weren't alone the whole time, though. About an hour after we got there, John came up behind us and scared the shit outta me.
"See, Bobby," she was saying, and she was pointing with a gloved hand towards the opposite bank. "Right there, what kinda bird is that?"
"I dunno," I'd said, my mind somewhere else entirely, somewhere dark with pretty little balls of flame going off like fireworks.
"It's a titmouse."
We turned around so fast that we almost smacked our foreheads together, and there he was. John, with his jeans slung low and his thumbs hooked firm in his belt loops.
"Y'scared me, John," giggled Marie. "Is that really what it is? Ah nevah saw--"
John snorted with laughter, sat down beside us. "Nah, I don't know what it is. I just wanted to say 'titmouse'." He guffawed, and to my surprise it didn't seem forced or fake or anything. Not to mention the fact that this was a pretty good example of his typical sense of humor. Hadn't last night affected him at all?
"Oh Lord." Marie rolled her eyes so dramatically that it made me laugh too. "You boys. "
"What?" John asked, a real picture of innocence. Marie punched him in the arm and he moaned in mock agony while she giggled. "Ro-ogue! You see what she did, bro? Didja? Owwwwww..." Suddenly he leaned in close and looked into my eyes, his voice soft and low and his lips in a subtle pout. "Kiss it better."
I cried out in reflexive protest--"Dude!"--pushed him away hard, and threw a glance at Marie to see if she'd noticed, but if she had she was taking it as normal horseplay, the sorta teasing guys get into. She was laughing but covering her mouth in that cute, unnecessarily demure way that she does sometimes, and my stomach turned over suddenly to see her so innocently happy. Wonder how she'd take it to know that her boyfriend was a...
"Let's go," she said suddenly, and she stood. "Ah smell breakfast."
"Me too," said John, and he stood beside her, looped her arm around his. "May I have the honor of escorting you, m'lady?"
She threw back her head in laughter. "Sure John, whatever."
He began to skip like some kinda dork and she joined him, still giggling. I watched them for a few seconds, then leapt to my feet and did a quick jog to catch up. John. What a bastard.
"See, Bobby," she was saying, and she was pointing with a gloved hand towards the opposite bank. "Right there, what kinda bird is that?"
"I dunno," I'd said, my mind somewhere else entirely, somewhere dark with pretty little balls of flame going off like fireworks.
"It's a titmouse."
We turned around so fast that we almost smacked our foreheads together, and there he was. John, with his jeans slung low and his thumbs hooked firm in his belt loops.
"Y'scared me, John," giggled Marie. "Is that really what it is? Ah nevah saw--"
John snorted with laughter, sat down beside us. "Nah, I don't know what it is. I just wanted to say 'titmouse'." He guffawed, and to my surprise it didn't seem forced or fake or anything. Not to mention the fact that this was a pretty good example of his typical sense of humor. Hadn't last night affected him at all?
"Oh Lord." Marie rolled her eyes so dramatically that it made me laugh too. "You boys. "
"What?" John asked, a real picture of innocence. Marie punched him in the arm and he moaned in mock agony while she giggled. "Ro-ogue! You see what she did, bro? Didja? Owwwwww..." Suddenly he leaned in close and looked into my eyes, his voice soft and low and his lips in a subtle pout. "Kiss it better."
I cried out in reflexive protest--"Dude!"--pushed him away hard, and threw a glance at Marie to see if she'd noticed, but if she had she was taking it as normal horseplay, the sorta teasing guys get into. She was laughing but covering her mouth in that cute, unnecessarily demure way that she does sometimes, and my stomach turned over suddenly to see her so innocently happy. Wonder how she'd take it to know that her boyfriend was a...
"Let's go," she said suddenly, and she stood. "Ah smell breakfast."
"Me too," said John, and he stood beside her, looped her arm around his. "May I have the honor of escorting you, m'lady?"
She threw back her head in laughter. "Sure John, whatever."
He began to skip like some kinda dork and she joined him, still giggling. I watched them for a few seconds, then leapt to my feet and did a quick jog to catch up. John. What a bastard.