A chance encounter
Pradesh was nervous; sweat was dripping from his forehead as he bent over her supple form. She laid there, eyes closed, oblivious of the trembling figure above her. The earphones were fastened securely to her ears; he could hear a familiar tune squeaking out of them as she moved in tandem with the rhythmic beat reverberating in her ears. He bit his bottom lip, admiring her beauty. Light skinned and curvaceous, she smelled intoxicatingly edible. He edged his trembling hands towards her thighs, closer and closer, shaking almost violently now.
The noises in the background was getting very distracting, he tried fruitlessly to block them out. He could hear his friends shouting, “Come on! Do it quick!!!!” Without hesitation he plunged his next to her thighs and withdrew it just as quickly. He heard a faint swishing sound, actually three.
He opened his eyes, taking his time to adjust to his surroundings, when suddenly he felt a harsh poke in his ribcage. “What the fuck were you thinking? You think you can feel up unsuspecting girls on the beach while they are sleeping? What? Are you like some kind of pervert or something? I have a mind to call the police.”
His head was throbbing, however, the pain in his side was subsiding. The figure before him was getting clearer and clearer. “What did you hit me with?” “My electric fly swatter, now answer my questions!” “Okay! Okay! Just gimme a sec.” He took a few deep breaths and began. “I saw you there lying peacefully, and I didn’t want to disturb you, so I thought I would just grab it quick and go away.” She stood there, perplexed. “What the fuck are you talking about? My patience is wearing thin.”
He clenched his fist tightly and felt it there. Good! He thought. “This! He said as he showed her the red rubber ball. “My friends and I were playing softball and I hit it over here. So while they continued to play with the other one, I had to retrieve this one.”
With her eyes downcast, mumbled “sorry I hit you but you really should have asked me to hand you that ball. A girl can never be too careful with all kinds of perverts and freaks lurking around.” Summoning all his courage he stammered “Well....then you owe me for my injuries....how about you buying me a drink and we call it even.”
She was about to tell him that he has some nerve but she stopped. She looked at him blankly and as if someone was controlling her, she responded in a strained voice “okay”. He was half-expecting her to shot him down so he was caught off guard by her answer. “Okay? Seriously? Am well here’s my uh number.” They exchanged numbers and names then he went on his way.
“What took you so long” Gairy asked. “Uh.....nothing.....just had a hard time finding the ball” he replied.
For the remainder of the afternoon, he kept replaying the encounter in his mind.........Ahuradha.