on
a leather flight jacket
a
seventeen year old girl lay
receiving
a gift of love
from
a twenty-one year old
drop
dead gorgeous crew man
who
had previously stolen
her
heart with his first
succulent
kiss
There
had been many sexy
conversations
based on
What if this happened in
the future
some day? and
there
had been an
acknowledgement
of obvious
Love-
at-first- sight attraction
But,
she was a country kid
slow
to trust a guy from
the
city
because
that’s what she
had
been taught
He
was bright, more worldly
and
had a wry wit
She
was constantly in stitches
around
him and
he
was wise enough, although
young
himself
not
to pressure her
Trust
grew by kindness and
listening
and
making
her laugh and
stroking
her long hair
and
telling her how much
she
reminded him of
He
was a master story teller
enthralling
her with a mythical
character
he called Apalon Beauchaire,
a
French man, who was a
World
class lover and
always
got the woman
of
his desire
The
day it happened
on a sunny afternoon
in
July
She
was visiting him
on
base in Port Angeles
He
asked her if she wanted
to
see the tower
Of
course she said yes,
adventuress
that she was
As
they looked out at
the
bright mid-day, she
kissed
him and said,
What if some day
became
today?
He
smiled big, took off
his
flight jacket and
gently
laid her down…
reprinted from Love Roulette
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