WE ARE SEPARATE NOW

 

We are separate now,

Irrevocably apart

So why do you refuse

To leave my broken heart

I CHANGED ON THAT DAY

 

I changed on that day

For the whole world to see

When I asked you out

And you didn’t flee

You wernt rude to me

Or laugh hysterically

Instead you smiled

And then said yes to me

And I changed again

For the whole world to see

When I said I love you

And you said you loved me

Those Memories Made on Teardrop Lake – (57) Birthday Girl

 

Lizet Joubert and Andrea Lupo lived together in a two bedroom flat above a parade of shops in Shallowfield and apart from the fact they were both 30 years old and female they had absolutely nothing in common at all.

Lizet was French and was a doctor at the Dancingdean Health Centre in the village and Andrea was Italian and was a hairdresser at Mazzone’s in the parade of shops she lived above.

Apart from their different careers they also liked different food, listened to different music and wore different clothes.

The flat was owned by Mazzone’s and Andrea and another girl from the shop, Isabella, split the rent but when Izzy got married it left Andrea in a hole, so she put an advert in the Chronicle and Lizet was the only applicant and apart from the fact they were complete opposites they had lived together for 18 months and it had worked out perfectly well.

 

Lizet was tall and slender with brown hair and dark eyes and she made Andrea cross because she didn’t make the best of what she had, she didn’t go overboard with makeup and wore clothes that she was comfortable in rather than what made her look good.

Andrea had far less to work with, she was shorter, plainer and chubbier than her flatmate with mousy hair and a big nose but she

always looked immaculate, which hadn’t gone unnoticed by Lizet.

Not that Andrea was aware of that fact until the day after her birthday.   

 

On Andrea’s birthday Lizet had been on a 48 hours stint at the health centre, due to a flu epidemic that had depleted the staff numbers and had been out after work for a few well-earned drinks and as a result she had come home much the worse for drink.

Andrea was in the bath when she returned and when she came out she was wearing a towelling bathrobe and a towel turban on her head. 

On seeing her flatmate all freshly scrubbed and pink Lizet immediately rushed towards her. 

“Joyeux anniversaire mon cher” she said and threw her arms around Andrea exaggeratedly and hugged her

“Thanks Lizet” she replied and hugged her back

Lizet however didn’t release her grip on the little mousy Italian girl and in addition began nuzzling her neck.

Andrea felt a little awkward but didn’t really understand what she was doing, that is until she started chewing her earlobe.

“I don’t...” she began but in response Lizet’s lips were over hers and her tongue immediately explored her flat mate’s mouth.

Andrea was shocked as she had never been kissed by a girl before and she certainly didn’t expect it from Lizet and as far as she was aware she had given her no encouragement or indication that she was that way inclined, which she wasn’t.

But despite all of that Andrea still found her tongue was exploring Lizet’s mouth with equal enthusiasm, and encouraged by her response Lizet untied the belt on Andrea’s robe and her mind was in a turmoil, She wanted to stop but she couldn’t, all of her life sex had always left her cold, and unmoved with no heat or passion but after Lizet had delivered Sappho’s kiss she was on fire.

She had always put down her indifference to the act, to a low sex drive but as she and her flat mate embraced she wondered if in reality if she could have been driving in the wrong direction all those years, was it conceivable that the secret of her sexuality was finally unlocked.

It was the first time she had felt such a kiss, the first time she’d felt that way in response to a kiss, but it had never occurred to her that she might be gay.

“Nonsense” she said in her head “I like George Clooney”

Yet her tongue still busied itself inside Lizet’s mouth as her flatmates hands were inside Andrea’s robe and then those hands fondled her breasts and all thought of protestations were dispelled from her mind and she emitted a moan akin to a purr and she finally knew her true self.

 

 

 

I’LL KEEP A CANDLE BURNING

 

I’ll keep a candle burning

In the porch window

I’ll keep it burning there

Through wind and rain and snow

I’ll keep it burning brightly

Just to let you know

That I still love you baby

And I don’t want to let you go

STUDY BUDDY

 

She was just my study buddy

She wasn’t anything to me

She just agreed to help me out

With physics and chemistry

 

She was just my study buddy

She wasn’t interesting to me

But I’m not sure how it happened

But now were doing biology

I TRIED

 

I tried to win your heart

With every step and stride

With my every waking breath

My troth I fervently plied

Wearing my heart on my sleeve

I let my heart be my guide

But “never in this world”

You disdainfully replied

You killed my love

With your callous amouricide

And you left me broken

When you cast me aside

I gambled and failed

And there was no place to hide

But I didn’t just try and fail

Sadly I tried and died

Those Memories Made on Teardrop Lake – (56) Maiden in Distress Again

 

It was in the early nineties when Eleanor Gallaher knocked on the door of number 35 Finchbottom Road.

It was the Shallowfield home of Gregory and Amanda George, and had been for 15 years, ever since they were married. 

It was a house that was very well known to Eleanor as she had been friends with Amanda for about 8 years despite being ten years younger.  

“Is Amanda in?” she asked urgently when Greg had opened the door, although she already knew the answer before she asked the question, but he wasn’t to know that at the time.

Eleanor was pretty, but not beautiful, with a long face, a big toothy smile and long wavy straw coloured hair and she stood around five foot three in her flip flops.

As was the fashion of the time she was wearing knee length denim dungarees over a white t-shirt.

“I’m afraid not Ellie, she’s gone to Abbottsford so I’m not expecting her back until late” He replied, and to his great surprise tears started to well up in her eyes and then they ran down her cheeks as she sobbed.

Greg in an act of chivalry stepped into action and put his arm around her and guided her into the hall away from prying eyes.

He stood and comfort her without speaking when she said

“I’m sorry” and buried her tearstained face in his neck.

He made encouraging noises and stroked her back but being a shoulder to cry on, was the full extent of his expertise with crying women, even pretty young women that he had feelings for, and Ellie certainly fitted that bill to a tee.

Not that he could or would have done anything about it, even though his marriage was in its death throws.

He and Amanda were only together for two reasons one was that she was catholic and didn’t believe in divorce and the other one was laziness, it had become easier to maintain the status quo and stay together and live separate lives than to take decisive action to get on with their lives.

Greg was stooped over holding Ellie for some time until her sobs began to get shallower and shallower and eventually abated altogether but still she held on to him very tightly and after a few minutes she began to nuzzle his neck and he could feel her breath on his skin, which was when thoughts of comforting her took on a different meaning.

While still nuzzling his neck her hands began to caress up and down his back until her nuzzles turned to kisses and Greg reciprocated the caresses and in an instant her mouth was on his, and he tasted her soft salty lips, and hot mouth.

Ellie’s hands began to claw at his shirt, dragging it free from the waistband of his jeans and when she had succeeded, her trembling hands were on his flesh and she sighed and exhaled through her nose.

 

The kissing and the caressing finally gave way to pure lust and culminated in them making love in the in the spare room. 

The reason for her distress was revealed to be that she had been dumped by her boyfriend, but the reason for the love making was the fact they had fancied each other almost from the first time they met.

A brief affair followed that first afternoon of fulfilling lust but

Eleanor had called a halt to their brief affair when she started dating a lad called Kevin and said

“Her boyfriend wouldn’t like it”.

Greg wasn’t happy about it because his feelings for her had deepened but what could he do, he had to respect her decision.

But one Saturday morning when Greg was pottering about in the garage he was disturbed by a knock at the door.

Amanda was in Sunderland visiting her grandmother in hospital and wasn’t back until late on Sunday so he was enjoying himself making a mess without being reminded of the fact every thirty seconds.

He wiped his hands as he passed through the kitchen and opened the door and when he did Eleanor Gallaher pushed past him wearing the familiar knee length denim dungarees over a white t-shirt, and she was muttering something under her breath and started pacing up and down in the kitchen.

“What’s the matter?” he asked

But she just put a hand up in the “talk to the hand” gesture so he said no more and put the kettle on.

Greg made two drinks and picked one up and said as he headed out the door

“I’ll be in the garage when you’re ready to talk”

It was about ten minutes later when she appeared and shuffled silently in.

She had calmed down a lot but Greg didn’t say anything, he would wait for her to speak first, but in the end it was Greg’s action which broke the silence.

Eleanor was bending over a box of books and was looking through them and as she did so his gaze fell on the denim of her dungarees stretched tight around her buttocks.

Greg walked up behind her as she stood up from her perusal and he wrapped his arms around her middle and pulled her towards him and Eleanor turned her head towards him and he leant in to kiss her, which she did not try to evade. 

“I thought you said your boyfriend wouldn’t like it?” he said as she turned towards him for another kiss.

“He’s not going to get it” she replied and took the kiss that she wanted.

 

After they made love in the garage and had redressed themselves he went in the house and got a couple of cans of beer from the fridge while Eleanor went to pee and when she appeared he handed her a beer.

“So what made you change your mind?” he asked

“I didn’t really” Eleanor replied “I broke up with Kevin”

“Why?” he asked

“He was playing away” she said bitterly “all the while I was being faithful and not letting you touch me, he was shagging some slutty barmaid”

“I’m sorry,” he said sincerely

“I don’t know why you’re sorry” she said, “You got what you wanted”

“So did you” he corrected her

“Yes I did” she replied and blushed

“But I don’t want you to think this was just revenge sex”

“It’s alright I don’t mind” Greg said

“That’s not what I mean” Eleanor said

“I want us to become a regular thing again, I was stupid to push you away”

“I see” he said

“I’m still looking for Mr. Right though” she stated “but I want you as well”

So she stood up and wriggled out of her dungarees and ran to the spare room giggling.