Recalled To Life novel Chapter 6

At eight in the morning, I woke up to hear a knock on the door, got out of bed in my underwear and tank top, and peered through the peephole, Claudio standing there tense and nervous. I decided to embarrass him and opened the door as I was, half-naked. Claudio blushed and looked away. "Come on; you have nothing to fear; I do not bite."

Claudio came in, and I led him to my mother's bedroom. "Don't worry, she's not coming back today," I reassured him.

Claudio was totally inexperienced, almost like me. I had some idea what the adults were doing, but I had no experience with sex, and I thought that together with Claudio, we could learn about each other and do exciting and entertaining things alike.

"Undress, at least be in underwear like me," I goaded him. He sat on the edge of the bed, terribly embarrassed, and did not move, did not look at me even. It wasn't the same Claudio, the loudmouth who would score points every time he was rude to a teacher or made his funny remarks.

I approached him from behind and hugged him. I kissed his neck and licked his ear, but he sat in the same frozen pose on the bed. I reached for his pants to stimulate him a bit, but he jumped and ran to the toilet, locking himself in. About a quarter of an hour later, I still did not hear a sound. I went to the bathroom. "Claudio, what's wrong with you?" I asked in a low voice, but he did not answer.

I went back to bed and lay down; another ten minutes passed until I suddenly heard the toilet door opening, and he came out. I got up to meet him, but he was faster and slipped out of the apartment quickly. I did not understand what had happened to him, but when he came out, I saw that he was trying to hide a stain on his pants with his hands.

The next day at the playground, all the neighborhood kids met, like every day. Claudio eluded me and completely ignored my attempts to talk to him. Finally, I went over and handed him a note in which I wrote, "Dear Claudio, I love you and want to be your girlfriend; everything that happened in my apartment was my fault, and I will keep it to myself. I understand you were not ready, but I, too, am entirely inexperienced and tried to show off to impress you, and in the end, it became ridiculous. Forgive me and answer me. Yours, Giusy."

And the answer was not long in coming, on the same day one of our mutual friends gave me a note from Claudio "Dear Giusy; I'm sorry I ran away, I was not ready, let's try again tomorrow." I read the sentence repeatedly and could not understand why he did not refer to the two most important statements I wrote to him: the one is that I want to be his girlfriend, and the second is that I am in love with him.

Despite the disappointment, I still decided to meet with him and hear him out; I didn't want him to think I was some horny whore.

The following day he arrived towards ten o'clock. By eight o'clock, I was already dressed and smelling good for the meeting. When he came in and saw that I was dressed, he smiled, "This time, there are no surprises?" He asked.

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