It's more than a year ago now, it happened in January - you know, the begining of new year, when you're all depressed over what didn't happen last year and all overexcited over what should happen in this one. So, it's was an ordinary January, when I first got my eye on him. His cute little behind actually. Then he turned around and his face was even more attractive. Manly, determined, extremely busy and serious. Short, getting-bold-type of mature, but handsome and ... hum, something deep inside of him that made me daydream about a guy I knew nothing of.
Not bad for a beginning right?
It was a work day for him and a visit day for my friends and me. He never even looked at me directly, I had all my time to observe every inch of him. Nothing new - I was on a year-long volunteer project in France trying to get a new sense to my life, I was pretty much desperate for some french lovin'. Through following months, I have - with support of my volunteer friends - created a whole dreamy image of him. Yeah, we really didn't have much to do in that little town during our free days. There were some other guys too, surprisingly handsome and nice, considering the reputation of the region. Oh, we had some stories to create to pass our time!
There was big guys with tons of muscles ... smaller ones, the really nice type of guys ... and the bad boys that made us all loose our nerves and minds.
And then this guy from the begining of the story, that kind of came on and off in our stories, since my friend was working with him on occassions. We were getting more and more of little details about him, how he's at work, how he's during free time, the story was getting better and richer. The story of the Cute-Behind became so tempting, that seeing him again after several months, my soul, by then completely lost in space and not finding any sense, went flying!
Sure, it was just another little imaginary story in my mind, I've got through my whole childhood and teenage years with the helps of these imaginary versions of life! I'd never try to break the bubble by trying to get his attention! But the story unravelled on it's own, it so happened that we met on different occassions in a short period of time and kind of flirted ...
Until that magical moment on one more of my perfect birthday that he shared with me and my friends - when he held my hand and kissed me!
Did my world start spinning in that moment!
Some sweet and completely overwhelming weeks passed in this romantic idyll ... they were also my last weeks in France.
Not bad for a beginning right?
It was a work day for him and a visit day for my friends and me. He never even looked at me directly, I had all my time to observe every inch of him. Nothing new - I was on a year-long volunteer project in France trying to get a new sense to my life, I was pretty much desperate for some french lovin'. Through following months, I have - with support of my volunteer friends - created a whole dreamy image of him. Yeah, we really didn't have much to do in that little town during our free days. There were some other guys too, surprisingly handsome and nice, considering the reputation of the region. Oh, we had some stories to create to pass our time!
There was big guys with tons of muscles ... smaller ones, the really nice type of guys ... and the bad boys that made us all loose our nerves and minds.
And then this guy from the begining of the story, that kind of came on and off in our stories, since my friend was working with him on occassions. We were getting more and more of little details about him, how he's at work, how he's during free time, the story was getting better and richer. The story of the Cute-Behind became so tempting, that seeing him again after several months, my soul, by then completely lost in space and not finding any sense, went flying!
Sure, it was just another little imaginary story in my mind, I've got through my whole childhood and teenage years with the helps of these imaginary versions of life! I'd never try to break the bubble by trying to get his attention! But the story unravelled on it's own, it so happened that we met on different occassions in a short period of time and kind of flirted ...
Until that magical moment on one more of my perfect birthday that he shared with me and my friends - when he held my hand and kissed me!
Did my world start spinning in that moment!
Some sweet and completely overwhelming weeks passed in this romantic idyll ... they were also my last weeks in France.
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