But at this party I wanted to stay a little longer. Cause what nobody knew was that I had a secret crush on Tim. I knew him since the beginning of hig... school when I was 13 years old, but I didn't like him that much at first. He was a quiet person. We ended up in a different class and lost sight of each other. But, almost 5 years later we were in the same class again and I didnt recognize that shy Tim anymore. He was very funny and became an adult and actually I felt in love with him at first. Wherever I went I surely drew admiring looks from both men and women alike.They made me walk on a small trail that was not walked often. They were closely behind me, but I could feel their eyes on my body, on my swaying hips, the movement of my ass or just taking in the curves of my body. I was wearing a pair of small ear rings on me. I had a thread like thin belly chain loosely hanging around my hips and a pair of thin anklets on my ankles. All these were in gold, but I knew that these ladies. “Run away, you little bitch! God, you are pathetic! Go tell your little blow-up doll girlfriend about your day, you loser!” she shouted after me as I practically ran away. I could hear her and her ugly friend laughing loudly behind me, making more jokes at my expense. Fuck her. I ran into Marion on the way to my RV. She looked frantic, and frankly a little strange. She wasn’t wearing her usual clothes. Instead of her signature dresses, she was wearing jeans, and her long curly hair was pulled. He seemed reassured. But I may have been deceiving myself,because a while later he was still saying nothing, and gradually hebecame withdrawn, his face almost stern. The next day he still wouldn'tspeak to me, and I began to despair. I wondered if all this had allbeen for nothing, whether my self-evident betrayal of him had driven himaway, perhaps eventually into the arms of another woman. Or by now,possibly, another man.Apparently a few days later he'd thought things through. He came.