Continuation of Chaper 7 "A Romance in Augsburg" I continued to walk through the landscape behind Chris, we came to a wooden structure that looked like a tower about twenty feet high, with four sides to the top, a ladder that went up to its boxed in observation post; a peaceful silence still seemed to fill the air. Chris put her hands on the ladder--, the brisk air reproduce a warm-chill inside of me, I held my jacket a little closer to my body, I was a little lost for the moment ?like I was drifting at sea: my stomach and intestines stimulated somewhat, it would have been embarrassing had I tried to describe to her what I was feeling, but it was enticing. Standing at the bottom of the ladder as Chris started to climb the twenty ?foot structure I looked up as she climbed the first four five steps: in as much as I wanted to, I couldn't stop my eyes from viewing her white under panties as her dress swayed with the wind and motion of her slim hips climbing those steps, her long thin legs stretching to the next step; I quickly looked the other way, as Chris just happened to turn her face, just happened I told myself, as she smiled (viewing her side profile); 'ye!' I said silently, that smile was as if she knew I was peeking, and I was, I think I was trying not to, but hick with the lying, I was-ssss ! what more can a man say, for some odd reason, I got paralyzed. I wanted to laugh and cry I was not even ashamed (for the moment: no blood even my face), nor did I feel guilty for getting caught |
