Io disteso a terra accarezzavo un ciuffo d'erba. La vedevo dal basso verso l'alto e ammiravo la sua figura snella avvolta nella luna piena. Maria ( co...ì chiamerò mia sorella) era pronta. Era arrivato anche per lei il giorno in cui si sarebbe fatta donna. Il giorno in cui qualcuno la prendesse per la prima volta. Il fortunato che potesse godere delle sue grazie.Eravamo entrambi emozionati e imbarazzati. Lei era tesa. Io avevo paura di farle male. Maria naso all'insù puntava alla luna. In punta. The woman at the wheel was anattractive brunette, her hair cut in a medium-length bob. I estimated tobe in her early thirties, despite the fact that her embroidered creamblouse and pleated dark brown skirt were a little prudish for someoneclearly several years away from surrendering to the onset of middle age.But it was her companion, a young, vivacious blonde with short, heavilylacquered curls, wearing a turquoise cardigan over a flowery dress, whosepainted nails beckoned me closer. And I. But we'll get a restraining order. I promise he won't hurt you." He kept his tone soft and soothing.He carried her to the bedroom and laid her down gently on the bed. Reaching for the phone with one hand and pulling the covers over her with the other, he dialed the number for his job and called in sick to take care of her.Tyler placed the phone back on the charger then climbed into bed beside her, pulling her to him and holding her tightly while she cried into his chest. After several minutes,. The girls were now at a safe distance as my feelings turned to anger, my eyes teared up a bit but I was determined not to cry. I practically ran back to my house into the warm safe embrace of my bedroom. I stood in the center of the room for several seconds, trying to contemplate what had just happened. I wasn’t used to this kind of behavior, everyone in my life had been pleasant up until now. Bullying simply wasn’t really a thing at my school although I wouldn’t have called my incident.