Date: Wed, 6 Oct 1999 23:30:45 -0700 (PDT)
From: On a Wing And a Prayer <flyingintolove@yahoo.com>
Subject: Flying into love 3

Flying into love - Chapter 3

"Right, every one sit down and shut up!"

It was after dinner in the dining hall, and the camp co ordinator was
trying to make us listen to him.  Without much success. Eventually it got
quite enough for him to speak.

"Thanks for coming. It is great to see you all here..."

He then went into the usual speech about timetable, what the rules where
and so on... I tuned back in though when I heard him say that there would
be a party in the hall tonight as a first night celebration. Including a
DJ. When I heard this a thrill went through me. Perhaps this was the
place. No, it had to be the place to say hello. I couldn't take any more of
just looking but not touching.

As we walked out of the hall, Adam came up beside me.

"Hey man, what about tonight?" he said, and when I turned round he had a
smile on his face. He winked at me "You never know what could happen"

I told him to go and fuck himself. But I laughed as I said it, so he didn't
take offence. I continued walking back to the dorms. I had to think about
what to do. As I lay there on my bed I closed my eyes and started dreaming
about the future. Of being with him and falling in love, together. I must
have fallen asleep because the next thing I knew I was being shaken awake
by the other guys in the room.  "Come on man, you wanna miss the party?"
"Wake up sleepy"

I looked at my watch. It was nearly time for the dance. I had slept for 45
minutes. Shit. I hurriedly decided what I was going to wear. A pair of tan
cargo pants, and a tight fitting black t shirt was what I came up with. I
am not the best dresser in the world, and sometimes it shows, but this time
I was pretty good. I suppose I'd better describe myself. I'm 5'10", 74kg,
not a gym build, but a swimmers. And, if I say so, a cute butt. I asked
Andy what he thought. He said that if the guy was gay, I was in for a
chance. I laughed and followed him out the door.

Chapter 4 - The Dance By the time we got to the hall, the dance was already
going. As we approached, the lights and music were bright and loud. I
stopped just as we were about to enter.  "Maybe this isn't such a good
idea..." I trailed off. Andy looked at me incredulously.  "If you fuck off
now, you are the most stupid shit I've ever met. Now get your cute but
pathetic ass in there!!"

So I did. As I went in, the music hit me. It was loud, but it was good
dance music. I started to walk around and look around, when I ran into a
group of girls. One of them, after obviously looking me over, came up and
asked if I wanted to dance. I couldn't really say no, as she was holding me
in a death grip. We moved out onto the floor together, and she wasn't
bad. It was only when she started to grind her groin into mine that I
stopped the action. I disentangled myself from her, and went and stood at
the side of the hall. I looked around again. And then I saw him.

He was standing on the other side of the room by the makeshift bar talking
to his, I presumed, friend from his uni. I watched him for another few
minutes. He had on a pair of black jeans and a gold t shirt. He looked
wonderful and when he smiled, I fell for him all over again. I decided that
this was the moment.  I walked across to the bar and asked for a coke. I
picked it up and turned around.

"Hi. " I said "My name's Dave."

They all said hello. And then he said "Hi, my name's Tim. Nice to meet
you."

His voice was not deep, but had a slight gravelly tone to it. It made me
even more nervous about this guy. Could he be more perfect then he was?

We chatted for a bit about respective courses and where we lived and other
such things that strangers talk to each other about when they meet for the
first time. He excused himself after a while and went back to join his
friends. As he left he put his hand on my shoulder, and, so I thought, gave
an almost imperceptible squeeze. I went back to meeting other people and
occasionally dancing with them. I also had a look at the other guys for
interest, but none of them came close.

At about 11:30 I decided to call it a night. I'd been up since 4:00 that
morning to get to the airport on time. So I was really wacked. I waited
until I could get eye contact with Tim. When I did, I waved to him, and he
waved back. I left the building and started to walk back to the dorm.

I had got about 50 yards, when I heard footsteps behind me. I turned and
saw Tim walking to catch up with me.

"Hi. I thought I'd go to bed now as well, and since you were walking back I
thought I'd walk with you."

At this point my brain seemed to have deserted me completely. Isn't that
always the way. You think of something to say but then it just doesn't
happen. The best that I could come up with was "ok". As we walked back we
talked some more about ourselves and our lives. Just having him near me as
we walked was the greatest feeling I'd ever had. It was perfect. It was a
cold evening but clear, and the stars were shining bright above us. Our
breath caught on the cold air and turned to clouds of white.

When we reached the entrance to the dorm that I was in, we stopped. There
was silence, and then Tim said

"You like me don't you?"

All I could do is stand there cleverly imitating a goldfish.

"Every time I look at you you are staring at me. Don't deny it."

I said "Yes. But only because I like you a lot."

"Well, that's just as well.' He said "If you hated me I could never do
this"

With those words he reached up and kissed me and the lips. I stood there
stunned, then, coming to my reeling senses, I put my arms around him and
kissed him back. The world was spinning and we were its center. After
several lifetimes, our lips parted, and we stood there. The silence was
broken by Tim.

"Good night, and sweet dreams. I think I like you a lot as well."

With that he walked to his own room. As I watched him go I thought that my
heart would burst with the love that I felt for him. I don't know why, but
these words came into my head, (they are from the last scene of Hamlet) and
I whispered them to the stars as I watched his departing form melt into the
dark.

"Goodnight sweet prince. And may flights of angels sing thee to thy rest."

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