The Girl In The Rain

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I held the tea mug with both hands and looked at the rain pouring down from the heavens. It started vertical but as the wind kicked in it began to tilt and become more horizontal. I was safe on the balcony, only a few drops splashed onto my bare feet. Beyond the rain,I could make out the mountains of Sierra Nevada in Southern Spain. The building I stayed in only had six apartments and I was on the top floor in a corner suite. Below were a few villas and some other two-story buildings. It was a small village I had chosen for my escape.After breaking up with my boyfriend when he cheated on me with my younger sister, I had decided to get the fuck out, run away, disappear into a hole somewhere where no one could find me. I didn’t want to talk to my family or friends. I didn’t need their kind words which were hollow anyway. I worked online so my office was wherever I put down my laptop, money wasn’t a problem. My first thought was sun and beach but then I did realize I didn’t want to mix with the expat community either. So I chose this place, high in the mountains far away from anything that reminded me of home.I was about to go back inside when something made me look to my right. As the backdoor to one of the villas opened, a young woman, or rather a teen came out. She had raven black hair that ended well down her back but what surprised me was that she was completely naked. She stayed in the doorway for a moment and then ran out into the rain where she tilted her head up and then slowly began to turn in circles letting the drops shower her.It was a haunting sight. Her pale skin in the rain with her arms stretched out like Jesus on the cross. I thought she would see me but then noted her eyes were closed. Any moment I expected a concerned parent come outside and bring her back inside, but no one came. After what seemed like an eternity but was no more than five minutes in real time she stopped turning and went back inside. I did the same closing the balcony door behind me.A few days later I had gone to the local shop to buy a few things I needed. It was a fun experience because the place was family owned and had a little bar attached to it. There the local policeman, postman, and a few others sat drinking coffee with brandy in it at nine in the morning. I ordered the same trying to fit in a bit and they laughed as I grimaced after isvecbahis trying the hot liquid.As I turned the corner to enter the tiny street that held the building where I stayed, the girl I had seen in the rain came walking towards me. The day was sunny and warm. She wore a white summer dress and sandals. Her long hair was tied up in a ponytail that swung for every step she took. Large sunglasses covered most of her face and as she passed me I noted she wore no make-up but was still a strikingly beautiful girl.I wondered where she was off too since school was out for the summer. Maybe she had a summer job or went to visit a friend? I went back to my place and began to work. At around one in the afternoon my stomach began to growl and I needed to stretch my legs. I decided to go out for lunch and made my way down to a restaurant that served a daily menu for a cheap price.As I sat down outside the girl appeared with a menu in her hand. Her almond-shaped eyes were so dark they looked black and when she smiled at me she flashed white perfect teeth.“Hi, I’ll give you a few minutes to look over the menu,” she said in Spanish.I answered in the same language. “That’s fine, I’ll have the daily menu and a glass of red wine.”“Cool, I’ll be right back with the wine.”Her voice was deeper than I had expected and she had that Spanish lisp when she pronounced the C’s. I sat in the sun soaking up the warmth and watched the villagers walking by. Most were elderly walking their dogs but a few kids ran by also kicking a football between them.“Here we go, it’s a local wine. I hope you like it.”“Thanks.” I took a sip and nodded approvingly. “Very nice.”“It’s my uncle’s, he has a vineyard and this is his restaurant.”“What’s your name? I’m Jenny.”“Julia.”“We are neighbours. I saw you in the rain the other day.”She blushed. “Sorry about that. I just find dancing in the rain relaxing. I hope you don’t think I’m weird.”I laughed. “Not at all, whatever makes you happy.”She smiled. “I’ll be back with your food.”The place was filling up with more customers and I didn’t get a chance to talk to Julia any more. But I did watch her and the more I did I became mesmerized with her beauty and grace. She was nice with the older crowd and played with the kids. She had a kind word to everyone even those who just walked by.That night the rain came again and out of isveçbahis giriş curiosity I stepped out on the balcony at around ten, the same time I had seen Julia before. And there she was, spinning faster, around and around. Arms stretched up and her face tilted back. This time she did do something different. She began to caress herself. Her hands moved across her stomach, up to her boobs which she cupped and then massaged before moving down between her legs. One hand slid in between them and she looked like she was rubbing her pussy before going back to her breasts. She did this a few times before suddenly stopping and went inside. It was such a weird thing to see I stood there on my balcony trying to figure out what I had just seen. Was it for her amusement or had she given me a show in the rain? Either way,it had been beautiful to watch.That night in my warm bed I thought back to an experience I had had at University. At the time I was an innocent nineteen-year-old with limited sexual experience. Sure, I had given a few hand jobs and blowjobs and even been fucked once or twice but I wasn’t comfortable in my sexuality yet. Now, at almost thirty, I knew exactly what I liked and what I didn’t. Back then I had met Helen, she was a soccer girl and we had a few classes together. We would go out on weekends and visit bars or private parties. One night on our way home not very sober she suddenly stopped and embraced me. I thought it was just a drunken thing but when she began to kiss me, I realized it was more than that.“I want you Jenny, I love you,” she said between kisses.“That’s sweet of you, but I’m sorry, I don’t feel the same for you.”She didn’t stop kissing me while she spoke. “Please, you will learn to love me, just go with the flow.”I gently pushed her away and she tried to focus on my face. “Listen, Helen, I like you, and you are my friend but I’m not into girls, okay. You have to respect that.”She swayed a little and then smiled. “Sure, I’ll just wait until you come around.”I put my arm around her shoulders. “Come on, let’s get you into bed.”We never spoke about that moment again. Helen met someone else and after we graduated went our separate ways. But, what she had said that night stayed with me. Was I or anyone else able to go from straight to gay or at least bisexual? I had never felt attraction to women, not isveçbahis yeni giriş in a sexual way at least. Not until now, and it was a scary and frustrating emotion. I wanted Julia. I needed to touch her, kiss her and hold her.Over the next few days, I struggled with my emotions. One moment I was sure I wanted to be with Julia and the next I thought the idea disgusting. My mind was in turmoil, so I turned to the Net to find answers which didn’t help at all. I browsed forums and chatrooms but didn’t get any answers. Another thing that bothered me was the age gap. I wasn’t sure how old Julia was but I figured somewhere between seventeen and twenty. It was a huge difference and something to keep in mind.After being cooped up in my apartment for almost a week I decided to go out and get drunk at the local dance hall. It wasn’t a disco, just a bar with a dance floor. I had been there once before when I had just arrived and it hadn’t been too exciting. Mostly the local youths were hanging by the bar drinking beer. A few of them flirted with me but I ignored them, still being raw after the break up with Jack.I put on a pair of jeans, sneakers and a T-shirt. Nothing sexy or erotic. I didn’t want the distraction of men coming on to me. All I wanted was music, people around me and several glasses of wine in me.It was a Friday around eleven at night when I arrived. The place was pretty busy with the local youths at the bar. I ordered wine and sat down at a table far away from them. With my wine,I got a small bowl of nuts which I picked from. People were dancing and having fun and I felt a bit strange all by myself. The wine did make me feel better and after a few more glasses I got up and began to sway to the music. It felt good, my mind was nicely numbed from the wine and the music carried me away.I don’t know how long I had been dancing but when I sat down again and looked for the waiter, I noticed Julia at the bar. She was with another girl her age and they had beers in front of them. She was dressed in a mini skirt that showed her long legs and heels. When she turned towards the dance floor her cleavage was deep and inviting. I swallowed hard and got up.“Hi,” I said when I walked up to her.“Hi, Jenny. Nice to see you again. Who are you here with?”I felt stupid when I said, “No one.”“Oh, you are welcome to join us if you want. This is my friend Maria.”We hugged like Spanish do, with a peck on each cheek. Maria was a blonde with big brown eyes and a smile on her face. She was a big flirt and was soon drifting away from us towards a couple of guys by the bar.

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