The Crest of Snow and Copper – III

*** Warning *** Mature content ahead *** My “sort of” erotic piece ***
I’ll be posting this short story in a few installments, weekly. Woukd love to have your feedback on it, pretty please?
Part 3:

While asleep, her mind wandered through the land of dream. She usually wouldn’t remember most of her dreams. Of course this night would be no different. The difference was in what she remembered: not dreams, but intense thoughts of someone she could not really identify. Teasing and being teased with words, little jokes of un-marred and distinct sexual nature she had quite surely had made so many times.
Never had they been taken seriously or actually acted upon, simply laughed off or equally responded, with loud chuckles and cheeks flushed from laughter. Girl talk, at the most: who would get away with going to bed wearing socks just because they were so hot; whose smile was the best; betting on who would be the best kisser and so on. How they laughed, rating girls and boys alike as the group of friends passed them by, walking along the Algarvian seashores. It was all jokes, it was just fun!

She suddenly blinked, awaking for a moment. It was morning already, as the light coming through the window indicated. Quite into the morning, too, as both her mom and stepdad had already left for work – the dog’s presence in her bed proved it so.

“So”, she thought, “it’s past nine for sure. Ah, well, it is summer vacation and nobody has gotten up yet, that’s certain.” Thinking so, she turned around in lazy lethargy. Suddenly, it hit her. The realization of what her sleeping mind had been going on about. To whom those thoughts were directed. That made her feel utterly lonely… and a bit surprised too.

– I am trying too hard to forget how much I feel lonely, maybe… well, in my love life, at least. – she said to herself in a whisper. – It has been a long time, for sure…

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