Copyright © 2014 by Curtis Couch
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Chapter 10
Mike answered the knock at the door.
“Sarah.”
“Hi.”
“Come in.”
The girl’s heart started to beat faster and faster. She saw the chessboard and books; Mike caught her glance.
“I had an accident with my computer, having to do this the old fashioned way.”
She saw his smile, he was so handsome.
“Can I use your bathroom?” She asked.
“Sure.”
Mike pointed her in the right direction. Sarah tried to calm herself in front of the glass. She washed her greasy skin, undid her hair from its ballerina bun. She pulled out her makeup bag, shoved on some red lipstick, and powdered her cheeks. Pouting in the mirror, Sarah checked herself out at different angles. She looked good, the training gear she wore showed off her supple body.
Mike was studying chess when she emerged from the W.C. He looked up from the book he held in his hand.
“What are you doing here?”
Sarah knelt on the floor before his chair.
“Don’t you know?”
She saw his cuts and bruises, and her expression turned to worry.
“What happened to you?”
Mike retreated. “Oh, it’s nothing, really.”
Sarah had one hand on his cheek. Mike lost himself for a minute, and in that eternity Sarah had pressed her lips against his.
Mike thought of Tatiana, and pushed her away.
Sarah said, “What?”
“You know what - Tatiana.”
“You like me, I know you do.”
Mike had to divert his eyes; he was in danger of being seduced by a schoolgirl.
“Look at me.”
Mike refused; Sarah started slipping off her clothes.
“Look at me.”
Sarah was a beautiful girl, any guy would be attracted to her, and she was throwing herself at him. She wasn’t a child; she was a woman. In a few months the law would agree with him. What are a few months?
“If Tatiana’s what you want, then I’ll pretend to be her.”
Mike’s last defence was cracking. His back against the wall, Sarah was in front of him.
“How does Tatiana do it? I’ll do it like her.”
Sarah’s tongue was in his mouth. He gripped her by the arms, and pushed her onto the bed.
***
Sarah kissed Mike on the cheek; she got dressed, and headed to Broadway. It was almost show time. She felt on fire. When she went in the ballet mistress chastised her because she’d missed afternoon practice. Sarah apologised profusely, and enjoyed the concealment almost as much as the act.
She went to the dressing room, the other corps girl were putting on their costumes. There was a murmur as the prima donna entered. Sarah turned, and smiled.
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Tatiana
Cerita PendekMike is a gifted chess player, but he's long since given up on life. He doesn't see the point in doing anything anymore. It isn't until he meets a pre-eminent ballerina - Tatiana - that he finally begins to understand. But it is perhaps too late. Co...
