Special thanks to Livi for the translation. Without her my grammar would be awful.
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The creaking sound of the coupé's door pulled me back to reality as if I was broken out from under the burst-opened water surface to suck the fresh air into my lungs. I instinctively glanced away from the countryside that rushed by the window to look at the arriving passenger.
She stood in front of me, glancing inside the coupé with a smile on her face. She watched my solitude and the surrounding empty seats with an inquiring face.
"Hello," she said. "May I sit here?"
As if I was broken out from under the burst-opened water surface to suck the fresh air into my lungs again... Damn it! My lungs felt like they were pressed together by two strong hands to make breathless. I couldn't catch my tongue so I only nodded, making her grin grow wider as she glanced at me. She closed the door behind her and took her place on the seat in front of me. My heart was racing. I wandered if she heard it because I felt the hammering sound of it deafening to my ears.
We sat silently face to face to each other. Her dim-blue eyes were seemingly staring into nothing while her jaw was making a soft chewing motion as she chewed her bubble gum. I acted like I was back to my original activity and was looking out of the window to watch the countryside that passed by, but I couldn't take my eyes off of her and from the corner of them I was constantly staring her.
That wasn't the first time I saw her. However, we knew each other only at least half an hour ago, but I already felt like I had always wanted her in my eternal life.
But let's start it at the beginning! Not like to the weeks and days that passed lately, the weather was a little dusky when I went to the train station on that Saturday forenoon. I didn't care about the lack of sunshine at all. This made spring more bearable, however, it was pretty typical that the weather turned bad when I had time to relax. It was sheer luck that it wasn't raining. Right then when I had the chance to have a pleasant weekend with Zoli.
We'd seen each other a long tome ago. He was my so-called boyfriend, however our relationship was a bit more difficult than that. We knew each other from of old. Tough he was a little reserved, protesting and shy... with his words 'conservative', this might was the reason that I loved him. Our relationship built up slowly and after a while we reached a level where, though we suspected pretty well that we wasn't meant to be together, we decided to spend some nice weeks, months, years together. However much is given. Sex was even more elevating and passionate with him after all, than with those who we had jumped on each other burning with the fever of first meeting.
Well, yes, you could call him my boyfriend but our relationship wasn't like the ones written in fairy tales. We weren't walking hand in hand in the park in our free time, nor ensconcing into a safe place from the rain to dally. We didn't go out as often as we could have gone to somewhere to eat in order to look blindly in the other's eyes. I won't go on. Shortly, we had never been the so-called 'Dream-Couple'. Especially not recently. He was soon to be freed from University and he spent his last semester working on his dissertation. However, to be able to concentrate to the Great Work as he called his little essay, he needed silence and peace. I can understand this. Though, I'm not bounded to any deadline with my imminent short stories, that might be liked by my readers or not, I can hardly stand the constant chattering and loitering around me either. And this is even truer at the case of a dissertation, because it means more stress, so it's not a joyride and you never have the urgency of paying attention to the happenings around you. So Zoli referring to this issue put his residence to his family's holiday home in the countryside in a little village that was in the middle of nothing.
From this it was really a rare occasion when we could do more than talking on the phone. He went up to Budapest only on weekdays to meet with his tutor or to leave the library with a pile of books, while I was rotting in the University. And when I had time on the weekend, he as the library was closed and so was the University, dig himself into his Work deeper than a mole digs itself into his hole.
This made our relationship, which was far from ordinary even more loose. Don't get me wrong, we loved each other, and we could hardly wait that few occasion when we spent a night together once or twice a month. But Zoli didn't expect me either to cling on him as if we were married. He knew well about my lust for women and however, ha wasn't a lady killer or the adventurer who finds himself as part of a threesome or four- or five-, he encouraged me without a sight of malice that if I lusted after a girl I should make a move. He was aware of our "relationship" with Erik and of the kind of it and he had no problem with it, which is an issue I would not dare to hope from the most of the guys. However, opposite to the girls with who he wasn't a competition (but of course he could give me things girls could never be able to give to me), the fact that I was seeking for pleasures at other guys as well, made him a little envious. But he got on perfectly well with Erik despite of their different personalities, and he knew that what is between us had never went over the line of friendship. And of course, knowing that Erik is such a good for nothing person, it never would. About the other guys he exactly knew that they meant nothing but a little affair and if I had the chance I would turn my back of any of them just to run into his arms. And this was perfectly all right with him.
And now he decided that he would abandon the work he left for the weekend, and called me to visit him for the two days at the ranch where we could rest and make little trips... roll about in the grass, and I was more than delighted when I made my way to the train station.
I just bought my ticket at the pay-desk thanking the old woman that served me, when I turned to lay my first glance on her.
She grabbed my attention immediately. However I only saw her for a few seconds as I went by her, this was enough time to check her out preciously. She was shorter than me with a little, mid-high, she had a slender and extremely shapely body. Her lines, that would have been a sin to hide anyway, were highlighted even more by a pair of light blue-grayish fretted jeans. On her upper body tensed a black tight leather jacket that lasted just a little upper than her waist. She had vivid blonde hair that she wore in a pony tail, so her form wasn't broken by any hair that would had been let down. She was simply beautiful. As I passed by her our eyes met for a second. That was the first time when I saw that mischievous smile. I didn't know then that wasn't the last time. I smiled back at her and she vanished away from the sight of my eyes at the next moment when I went by her.
It would be an overstatement that I forgot her in the next moment because a beauty like her always made a great impression in me. However I can't say that I thought of seducing and having her somehow, because these short "adventures" last for only a minute or two by their nature. It's unnecessary to speculate on it later. I enjoyed her sight for a few moments but that's all. If I would be thinking about it for hours it wouldn't make any good for me either. Especially not with raging silently about not making a move while I had the chance.
So she was out of my thoughts in the next moment. I only pulled myself up to the train and went for finding an empty coupé to take place on one of its seats and when I did I rested my chin in my palm as I stared out of the window. I didn't change this posture after the train started to move. The next fifteen or thirty minutes, I have a good sense of time but not occasions like this, so it left me and I stared out of the window deep in my thoughts. Actually I haven't thought of any thing worth mentioning. Not a thing that can be described by words. I was just staring blankly, not even realizing the landscape rushing by until I finally heard the creaking sound of the door that pulled me back to reality as if I was broken out from under the burst-opened water surface whether to suck the fresh air into my lungs or not. And I was glancing at the blonde girl in jeans and in leather jacket whom I met with at the train station at the pay-desk and I faced with that same smile again.
"Hello," she said in a kind and informal voice. "May I sit here?"
My brain was so numb from thinking of nothing, that the presence of this girl took me by such a surprise that I couldn't form a word. (An acquaintance of mine who's a medical student says the scientific name of this phenomena is called mindfuck.) I only nodded dumbly which made her give me an even wider smile as she closed the creaking door behind her and took her seat in front of me, next to the window.
I tried to be as natural as I could. As if she wasn't even here. As if I forgot her whole presence here by letting her know that it was okay to me if she would sit in the coupé. I acted like I was staring blankly out of the window again, but from the corner of my eyes I couldn't stop watching her. Her slender figure as she took her place and as she crossed her long legs. I simply couldn't take my eyes off of her. I became more unguarded as I thought that her dim-blue eyes were just staring blankly at nothing. She sat still for a while. Only her jaw made little movements because of the bubble gum that she was chewing. But suddenly those blue eyes looked directly at me, which made my wildly thudding heart jump.
"What is it?" she asked in a little munching voice continually chewing the colorful bubble gum. I couldn't figure out whether her voice was angry or hurt. It was completely expressionless.
"Nothing." My mouth went dry and now I really glanced out of the window as if I had been doing that already since.
"I saw you were looking at me." Her voice was still toneless. Not malice, not disdainful or disgusted she just simply let me know the fact.
