Lightning breaks through the clouds and the sky opens up into two brutally penetrating. It rains for some minutes, but now the drops are large such as nuts and it seems that the sky is splashed on people vehemently.
Just as the storm was about to unleash all its hormones and Roberto came in study hall. Greeted the lady at the guardhouse, he realized that he was all wet, but at least not soggy. It was felt pretty lucky until it touched her hair and noticed that the rain had given the gel in the hair on his head and formed a whitish pulp that would soon dry in yellowish lumps.
In spite of himself, and discouraged in the classroom on the second floor he began making a noise in the absurd, misguided attempt to keep the door to keep her ass beat.
immediately noticed a table that he liked the boy to death for months now. It was in study hall only to see it. He suspected he was gay (more or less as he had any girl he likes), but he was not certain and none of his friends knew him to be able to confirm or deny.
Roberto sat a few tables further away but still turned to him to see him and see between one page and another one of his book of English literature.
After a couple of hours went down for a snack. There in the basement, the machines, noticed that he was there, the guy that he enjoyed so much. He pretended to nothing, and with all the nonchalance he owned at the time it put the coins in the vending machine snacks and selected snack. The spiral that guarded it made a 360 degree turn but a piece of the package remained stuck Set in the metal of the spiral. Embarrassed by his bad luck, Robert looked at the boy to see if he had noticed what had happened. The boy had noticed all spoke. "Wait! I'll give you a hand, moved, "he said putting a hand on his arm and pushing him. He then gave a pretty strong blow with his knee to the distributor with a movement in the end extremely pelvic thought Roberto. The movement was clearly part of the basin and Robert for a moment desire to be a malfunctioning distributor.
When he came back to reality took some of the snacks that the boy was holding out after being bent, showing the "Y" of the buttocks, to pick it up. "Here, it's all yours" she said and then walked away. Roberto was petrified: he talked with him, moved him and had seen my ass.
The day could be closed for him, and with a positive balance.
After the surprise came up, but made the first step into the bathroom to wash her face and recover. While wiping the toilet door opened and he came out, hit the boy. Roberto was wrapped in the embarrassment and panic. Moving awkwardly, stumbled in the door that the boy had opened and ended up right on top.
Time stood still and Roberto, paralyzed, stood motionless, upon the lad, one against the other, leaning against the wall. For days, he swore to himself that he has heard the pack of press him on his body. But these thoughts were interrupted by the guy who, with the embarrassment of those who was put in an embarrassing situation and does not know how to get out said, "Um ... Could you move? ".
Roberto flushed with shame and, as if he had been caught red-handed, self-confessed, slurred speech a 'Sorry' a bit wrong and fled.
He entered the courtroom and took his things and throwing them at random with agitation in the bag and went away.
Downstairs swore to himself that he would never set foot in that room, not knowing that the visits to the bathroom of the boy who liked from that day became more and more, in vain, numerous and long.
And the whole story was nothing more than another homosexual erotic novel.
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