Continuing Story Part 17


After school was over the next day, Dahlia went to Drakes classroom and knocked on the

Dahlia "Dahlstar Sunset Pink"

door. He announced come in without looking up to see who it was. She entered the room and made her way to a desk and sat down quietly, not saying a word.

When Drake finished what he was reading he looked up and instantly smiled at her. She could not see this, but she did feel the warmth of the room, knowing he was near her. He asked her if she was ready to start grading papers for him and she barely got the word yes out of her mouth as she was so shy, knowing she and he were the only ones in this room.

He carried some papers and a braille paper with the correct answers on it, and placed it in front of her on the desk. He took her hands and guided them over the papers, telling her how he wanted it done and what would be easiest for her. He asked her if she had any questions, and when she answered with a simple no, he let her be, and walked back over to his desk, silently watching her. He noticed the long slender neck that held a head full of beautiful, soft hair. Her nose was so straight and slender, it made him want to walk over and giver her a kiss on the tip of it. The dress that she wore today, showed  that her body was a perfect delight to look at. Long legs that held firm thighs. She was so beautiful in his eyes. He just wanted to grab her and hold her forever and kiss her neck and find those pouty lips.

He found it difficult to pull his eyes a way from her, but he had to get the work done or he would get behind for class tomorrow. She continued to work, and didn’t even stop for a small break. When she was finished, she walked over to his desk, and laid all of the papers down  for his inspection and said she had finished the job. Was there anything else that he needed help with?

His answer was no but to hang on for a few more minutes and they would walk home from school together. She felt her way back to her seat, and sat down, patiently waiting. She wanted to actually run her fingers over his whole face, drinking in the shape of his eyes, and cheeks, his nose and chin. She knew he was a beautiful man already, but she wanted to get to know him better. She could tell by the distance of his voice when he spoke to her, that he was probably about a foot taller than her. She knew that his lips were soft and yet firm, from the kiss he had stolen from her yesterday. She allowed herself to dream about that moment while waiting for him to announce he was ready to go.

The voice came sooner than expected and the two of them gathered up their bags and headed through the school doors out into the world to walk home. They made their way to almost the house and suddenly Drake grabbed her hands and gently pulled her behind a big oak tree. She could hear her own breathing, and he could see desire in her eyes. He cupped his fingers around the frame of her face and gently, but slowly drank of her lips.

She reached her arms up to his face and ever so gently traced the outline of his jaw, his nose and his eyes. He was just as she had imagined, she thought, as she returned his kiss back to him. They let go of each other, and neither saying a word, they finished their walk home and went through the front doors.

Supper was being placed on the table and Ralph told each of them to go get freshened up for supper, that it was almost time for grace. Each escaped from the kitchen and took their belonging and their feelings back to their rooms. Dahlia feeling her hair to make sure it was smooth and in place, she walked to her bathroom and wet a wash cloth and wiped her face off, not touching the spot where Drake had once touched.

The two of them appeared in the door way, and all sat down and gave thanks to this meal and began to enjoy each others company.  Table was cleared and all headed toward the favorite spot of the porch, but for tonight, Dahlia knew she could not concentrate on anything but her kiss, so she excused herself and said that she had home work to do.

She found herself outside in the back yard, practicing more dance steps the teacher had been teaching this week. Ralph had taken to see saws and had sanded down a long pole, so that she would get no splinters, and had placed a practice bar for her to lean on and do her steps.

This helped her advance more quickly in her class, giving her legs better chances of becoming strong.  She could feel the strength in her legs as she was now able to stand much longer on her tip toes, balancing herself, without sometimes having to hang on the bar.

After she exhausted herself from this she went back inside, and up to her room, where she studied her books and lessons from today. There came a knock at the door, and she said to come in, and it was her friend Sue. Sue made her way to the bed, and said she just wanted to see how Dahlia was doing. She asked question after question, trying to get out of Dahlia information about her and Drake.

At first, Dahlia made up excuses as to why she could not talk right now, that she had home work to finish up, but Sue would not let it go, and in no time at all the excitement rose in the room, and Dahlia found herself closing her books and walking over to where Sue sat and telling her about the old oak tree.

Sue gasped and reached over and hugged her new friend, exclaiming how happy she was for the two of them, and hoping that soon she, herself would find a nice man like Drake. The two girls talked until a knock came at the door announcing it was lights out time. Sue and Dahlia gave each other a big hug and then each went their separate ways for the evening. Dahlia changed her day clothes into night-clothes, and after finishing brushing her hair and her teeth, she laid down to dream about Drake.

 

https://terry1954.wordpress.com/2012/09/02/continuing-story-part-16/

https://terry1954.wordpress.com/2012/08/29/continuing-story-part-15/

https://terry1954.wordpress.com/2012/08/23/continuing-story-part-14/

6 thoughts on “Continuing Story Part 17

  1. Oh, this is so wonderful!! I may have sworn off men, but I still enjoy a good romance now and then, and this is a good one! Even the paranormal books I read have a bit of romance in them, also!!

    Like

    • i am glad you are enjoying these chapters. here at home i have been reading the series of David Pelzer books. I have read two out of three so far but am on the third one. very good and hate to put them down. sad, eye opening book as to what is happening near us

      Like

      • I don’t know his books. I’ll have to check them out. I am really into paranormal right now, but still have favorites of other genres that I still read…James Patterson, Nora Roberts, Jack Higgins, Catherine Coulter’s FBI series, Debbie Macomber, Carol and Mary Higgins Clark, J D Robb, and others. I am catching up on Heather Graham’s books on my Kindle Fire, which I love!!!! Love the Kindle Fire!!

        Like

      • i got these books because i wanted to see things from a different view. Al, is sometimes hard to figure out with his mental issues, so reading these books helped some. Al was never physically abused, but the books are on abuse. The third largest case of abuse in California! each of the three books are told by the child in him, the teen, and the adult. he goes on to add more books about how to move forward as adults etc. i can not stop reading them, as they are easy to read and understand, and it makes me feel very fortunate that although i am poor i am rich!

        Like

  2. Pingback: Continuing Story Part 19 | terry1954

  3. Pingback: Continuing Story Part 41 | terry1954

Leave a Reply

Please log in using one of these methods to post your comment:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.