Jane, Living and Loving Ch. 01

Then I looked at her face. She wore heavy makeup but it had been well applied. She wore a dark blue eye shadow and her eyes were lined with a black eye liner. She wore long pendant earrings and her lips bore the smudged remains of mauve or lilac coloured lipstick. She was smiling happily and her face was wet with Pamela's most intimate juices. She had a very pretty face and it was a face which I had seen many times before.

Pamela's lover was none other than MARIETTE!!!

I was shocked to my very soul. I involuntarily jumped back when I recognised her. My footing slipped and I fell off the lawn chair which made a loud crash as it fell over. Instantly I heard voices calling, querying in the cottage and a light came on near the front porch. I picked myself up, I had grazed my knee and so limped painfully but I grabbed the lawn chair and my tennis bag and ran to the back yard. I left the lawn chair where I had found it then I ran into the deep shadows behind the garden shed.

I could hear louder voices now, I recognised Pamela calling out, "Who's there, is there somebody there?" I pulled my dark blazer tightly around me so my light coloured blouse would not show. I was trembling with fear at the thought of being caught by them. Finally I heard Pamela say, " It's probably only a dog or something, let's go back in."

I waited until well after the lights had gone out then I crept back out of the yard and onto the street. I walked away quickly. The last train had already run so I had to walk or limp I should say, about 3 kilometres to Aunty Cathy's. I let myself in, Aunty Cathy's house was still and quiet so I went to my room and stripped off my soiled clothes and crawled straight into bed naked.

I lay there, too tired, excited, shocked to sleep, my mind racing with what I had seen and experienced. And my emotions overcame me and I started to weep.