Dear readers - First, a word of explanation.Dear readers - First, a word of explanation. I wrote this down after it had been creeping around in my head for over a month. It is not a pretty story. I wrote it to get it out of my head and it seems to have worked. I ask you what your reactions are... I do *not* want to imply that women enjoy what this woman experiences, but to show the darkness that often gets mixed in with desire, and to explore that line - where does it become "bad"? If distributed, please keep these headers and my name intact. Any responses can be sent to redrose@titan.ucs.umass.edu... -------------------------------------------------------------------------- "Into The Woods" I glanced at the pond as I walked past, on my way to the dorm. The rain indented its surface, whispering sibilantly. The fog rising from the melting snow drifted purposelessly around the feet of the streetlights. My footsteps echoed back to me. No other students were walking about at this time of night. It was peaceful, after having to battle through chattering crowds every day on my way to class. From far away, I heard the dimmest murmur. Crickets? This early in the year? I was always amazed how fast spring appeared in New England, even though I had seen it often enough. The old church began to chime its bells. I counted the peals in my head. One, two, three. Very late. I pushed myself a little faster, towards the main road running through the campus. At the crossing, I looked both ways. No headlights, no sound of motors. I crossed slowly, the steam curling from the grates swirled into empty air as I started up the hill. |