Friday, 27 August 2021

A BOOK ON THE SHELF

 

A book on the shelf

Passed by, passed over

Rejected by browsers

Ignored by casual trade

Over looked by readers of discernment

Often handled but never understood

A book on the shelf

Unwanted and unappreciated

Unloved and forlorn waits patiently

For that one special wordsmith

Who will see the small tome

Among the vast bibliotheca

And admire the cover,

The quality of the fabric

Its exquisite binding

He will handle the book

Feel its weight and worth in one caress

And will appreciate its quality.

When he turns the pages

He will engage with the contents

Understanding its language

Each perfect word on each pristine page

This will be a story of such worth

When the wordsmith finds

This book on the shelf

I WALK ON EGGS

 

I walk on eggs

To protect the fragile peace

I try to be invisible

As I dread your displeasure so

But even in the midst

Of such an uneasy peace

I fear your rejection

For being invisible is still better

Than not being there at all

Those Memories Made on Teardrop Lake – (61) Sleeping Maiden in Distress

It was in the early nineties when Eleanor Gallaher knocked on the door of number 35 Finchbottom Road, which 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 fit the 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 held Ellie for some time until her sobs began to get shallower and shallower and eventually abated but still she held on to him very tightly and even began to nuzzle his neck and he could feel her breath on his skin, which was when the beast below his waist began to stir itself.

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 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 called a halt to it 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.


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.

There were however fairly regular relapses on Eleanor’s part when she would turn up at the house often in tears or just angry after a spat with a “Kevin” or whoever the latest Mr. Right was. 

Greg would then comfort her or calm her down and then they would make love.

However she only ever turned up when she knew Amanda would be out.

 

So it was no surprise to Greg on a Saturday morning when Amanda was away at her Mothers that there was a knock at the door.

However at the time he was on the phone to his boss so he opened the door and as expected it was Eleanor, it was obvious that she had been crying, she walked in and gave him a look and bustled through to the lounge.

He was on the phone for about 40 minutes and when he’d finished he went into the lounge to find her face down on the sofa asleep.

Greg imagined she had probably been crying half the night and when she reached his house and found him on the phone she had thrown herself on the sofa and cried herself to sleep again.

He knew by the sound of her breathing that she was deeply asleep, they had slept together enough times for him to recognize the sound.

He also knew that she slept like the dead.

“Lovely” he said as he admired the small figure of the girl he loved draped on the sofa.

 

Greg knelt on the floor beside her and pushed her straw coloured hair aside and kissed her neck and when he got no response he smiled to himself.

“I’ll just have to wake you up another way” he said

Because Ellie had just fallen asleep were she came to rest on the sofa, she was laying with all her weight on one side, but because she slept so soundly and because she was so tiny it didn’t take too much effort on Greg’s part to get her on her side facing him so he could see her serene face while he held and stroked her hand which he was periodically kissing, but what he wanted to do was kiss her lips, but this was problematic after her mouth fell open and she started dribbling, so he smiled at her lovingly and kissed her cheek instead.

After about five minutes she began to waken while he held her hand and when her eyes opened she smiled.

“I was dreaming about you touching me” she said and wiped her mouth on the cushion

“I thought you’d never wake you” he said and leant in and took the kiss he had wanted

“Come to bed”

“Oh Greg” she purred “You always know how to cheer me up” 

I FEEL SUCH A LOVE

 

I feel such a love

Pulsating through my lonely heart

Rippling through my soul

WHEN YOU SIT NEXT TO ME

 

When you sit next to me

The skies seem to brighten

I feel sunlight on my skin

And all my senses heighten

Just being in such close proximity

Makes my old heart lighten

Just imagine if you only knew me

Then I’d be as invisible as a titan

UNITY

 

Being together

Without words,

Thoughts transcend

The empty silence

To find balance

In perfect union,

A comfortable congress

Wednesday, 25 August 2021

Those Memories Made on Teardrop Lake – (60) Molly’s Secret Santa

 

In 1986, sisters Kay and Molly Webb’s parents were still living at Lakeside Villa on the southern side of the idyllic Teardrop Lake, although the girls spent most of their time in Abbottsford because both girls were nurses at the Winston Churchill Hospital.

Molly was the older of the two by three years and twenty year old Kay was still only a student.

 

Molly Webb was 5ft 6 with shoulder length blond hair and was a popular nurse at the Winston Churchill Hospital in Abbottsford and the general consensus among doctors and nurses alike was that she was drop dead gorgeous, they also knew all too well that she was aware of the fact and used it to her advantage.

Also on the staff at the Churchill was another blond nurse, more timid and less popular, who was her on/off boyfriend Patrick O’Neill.

When they first met, Pat thought he had found the one, and fell instantly in love, but for Molly it was different, she didn’t fall in love, she never had, for Molly it was all about the sex.

The other difference between them was that Patrick was monogamous, a one woman man, he had always been that way, he had never strayed, he had never even been interested in a another woman while he was in a relationship, and he was straight, whereas Molly was cut from very different cloth and swung both ways and as often as possible, and she loved men and women in equal measure.

But even with Molly’s wandering eye her and Patrick always seemed to end up back together, he for the love and Molly for the lust.

One of her regular lapses to the other side was with her rich cousin Pauline Barker who was a renowned philanderer who had a big house in the village of Shallowfield, a mile or so from Teardrop Lake.

It was a mutually gratifying relationship as Pauline put it about every bit as much as Molly did and played the field for both teams.

 

Molly’s parents were going to Tipton for a friend’s wedding so she suggested to Patrick that a weekend away from Abbottsford would be a nice change of scenery which could only help their relationship, but that wasn’t all that Molly had in mind for herself.

She proposed a surprise visit to her parent’s house on the pretence of using it as a base for a weekend on the Lake, Patrick however saw through this ruse immediately and refused to go.

“You only want to go so you can sneak off at some time over the weekend to have unnatural relations with Pauline” he said

“That’s not the reason at all babe” Molly said, “The thought never crossed my mind, honestly”

A long protracted argument ensued and ended with Patrick saying

“You have to promise you won’t have sex with Pauline, or I’m not coming”

“Ok I promise” she lied

“Cross you heart” Pat insisted

“What?” Molly said “how old are you?”

“Just do it” he said

“Alright” she said and made the gesture “Cross my heart”

 

On the journey down from Abbottsford, Molly was in reflective mood as she mulled over in her mind the various scenarios that might lead to her getting what she wanted from her kissing cousin without Patrick finding out, and those reflections made her tingle as she saw the sign for Shallowfield.

Shallowfield lay on the southern edge of the Finchbottom Vale and Shallowfield’s fortunes had always relied largely upon forestry and agriculture for its survival.

In the post war years with rationing and a shortage of work a lot of people moved away, to Abbottsford, Abbeyvale and beyond and it only barely survived.

And the community around Teardrop Lake fared even worse.

Only a few of the houses around the Lake were thriving, a lot of the houses had been rented out and those that hadn’t were in a poor state of repair, some too such an extent they were little more than ruins.

But by the 70s things were beginning to change, thanks mainly to tourism and an increase in leisure time.

More importantly these people had money in their pockets.

This trend was reflected by the fact that the derelict Shallowfield Lodge, which had been inherited by a young couple from Lincolnshire, Rob and Sheryl Brown, was turned into a hotel.

Its completion formerly marked the rebirth of Teardrop Lake and by extension Shallowfield.

 

They drove through Shallowfield and turned into the lane that passed the Shallowfield Lodge Hotel and crossed the River Brooke as it flowed from the head of the lake and on towards Shallowfield, Mornington and beyond, and then the Lake was suddenly in front of them.

 

The lake was shaped like a teardrop, hence its name, and surrounded by the ancient woodland of the Dancingdean Forest.

It wasn’t a huge body of water, just over two miles long and almost a mile at its widest point.

But he thought it was simply beautiful and it had remained relatively un-spoilt which was what made it so special.

The lake was surrounded by a perimeter road which gave access to the 12 significant dwellings that surrounded the lake.

The Webb’s lived at Lakeside Villa on the southern side of the lake.

 

What neither of them realised as they drove around the perimeter road was that the weekend was going to be life changing, because it marked the time that Patrick was to draw a line under the toxic relationship that he endured with Molly and by the end of the weekend he had fallen in love with her sister Kay.

 

The next time he went to the Lake it was to see Kay and he knocked on the door and waited for a few minutes before the door was opened by a beaming Kay.

“I was hoping you’d come” she said excitedly

“You were?” he asked in amazement

“Oh yes” she replied “I’ve made us a picnic”

 

And that was that and from that moment on they were a couple and were married the following year, they lived together in Abbottsford but spent as much time as they possibly could by the lake and eventually they lived fulltime in Lakeside Villa where they raised three boys.

Her parents welcomed Patrick into the family with open arms although Molly never spoke to either of them again.

 

After Molly Webb was dumped by her on/off boyfriend she took solace in the arms of her rich cousin Pauline Barker who was a renowned philanderer who had a big house in the village of Shallowfield, a mile or so from Teardrop Lake and they lived together for three years before even Pauline grew tired of her lovers roving eye and wandering hands.

 

Molly continued to work at the Winston Churchill Hospital in Abbottsford after breaking up with Pauline, because it suited her on many levels.

Because being at a large Hospital she came into contact with a lot of potential partners both male and female.

Like when she was doing a rotation on paediatrics and she met paediatric registrar Polly Jones for the first time

Polly was a tall willowy brunette, 32 years old, stunningly attractive, with short brown hair and hazel eyes.

But sadly for Molly she was also happily married to an oncologist. 

Although she was resigned to the fact she was not going to get in the lovely doctors knickers Molly made no secret of the fact to Dr Jones that she fancied her and flirted outrageously with her.

 

So when Christmas came around and she drew Polly’s name in the Secret Santa she bought her some really slutty underwear, which although she accepted she would never see Polly in them, just thought of her wearing the slutty scanties turned her on while she was barely halfway through wrapping them.     

 

When the big day came she watched Polly carefully as she took the present from under the tree and carefully opened it at the nurse’s station and then blushed scarlet when she saw the contents.

Molly was so thrilled at the Doctors reaction to the sinful selection that she almost forgot to open her own gift.

 

When Molly finally opened the small Secret Santa present she was more than a little disappointed. 

It was a three day, all-inclusive spa break for one, at the Dancingdean Spa Hotel, and although it was an expensive gift, far more than she had spent on the lustful lingerie, it wasn’t really her kind of thing at all.

Molly was in no way the rest and relaxation detox kind of girl.

She liked burning the candle at both ends and toxing her socks off or preferably someone else’s.

In fact if it hadn’t been for the fact that her girlfriend Samantha was so miffed about her going off for a weekend without her she would have given the voucher to someone else.

It was perhaps childish and in the realms of cutting off her nose to spite her face but she thought it was worth it just to see the look on Samantha’s sulky face as she left.

 

By the time she arrived at the Spa however she had resolved to make the best of it and try to get her Secret Santa their monies worth and when she was greeted in reception by a very attractive specimen of a man, her spirits rose.

He was over six feet tall, lean and muscular, very good looking, and she just hoped he wasn’t gay.

 

When she was settled into her room she went on a tour of the facilities to see if she could find something “interesting” to do.

As it was a cold winter day she decided to stay inside and began with refreshments.

Which was when she got the first surprise of the weekend, when she saw, already sitting in the cafeteria wrapped in a pristine white towelling robe, Doctor Polly Jones.

“What kept you?” the smiling Doctor asked and Molly was speechless.

“I didn’t expect to see you here” she said

“I love coming here” Polly said “But I hate coming alone”

“So why me? And not your husband” Molly asked

“This is not his kind of thing at all” she replied “and you’re a good laugh so I thought we’d have fun”

“You could have had fun with a male friend” she said

“No way” she said “I’ve never cheated on Derek with another man”

“You love him?” Molly asked

“Very much so” she replied “What about you and Samantha?”

“What love you mean?”

“Yes, do you love Samantha?” Polly asked

“No, Samantha is just my fall back until something better comes along” she replied

“I see” she said “and what about your sex mad cousin?”

“We’re just sex buddies” she replied and laughed

The conversation moved on then to discuss the range of what was on offer, from fitness classes, the gym, rock sauna, infra-red sauna, aroma steam room, ice fountain, drench showers, Jacuzzi, a Romanesque pool, reflexology, facials, scalp massage, hand massage, Manicure and Pedicure, in the end they settled on a massage followed by a sauna.

 

The massage was wonderful and Molly was feeling very relaxed as she sat in the sauna room.

“I think it’s time for some of that “Fun” I was talking about” Polly said after she joined her in the sauna a few minutes later, and as she locked the door she turned towards Molly, she got her second surprise of the day when she slipped off her robe and stood in front of Molly completely naked.

“I thought you were happily married” Molly said

“I am”

“And you said you’ve never been unfaithful to Derek” Molly pointed out

“I haven’t” Polly replied “Not with a man”

Now Molly wasn’t a shy girl by any stretch of the imagination but even she was a little shocked and surprised by Polly’s boldness, as the doctor gently kissed her open mouth.

And Molly thought to herself

“Someone better has come along”