Tuesday, February 1, 2011

Cervical Mucus Is Watery And Very Less

History

short story I submitted to a contest blogger some time ago.

Jane took the keys quickly and opened the back door of the club sports. The closed with great care not to make noise, because if the neighbors heard, their complaints could cause the pay for the keys to train in the evening to end. He placed the bag
sport in the grass near a hammock that the manager had forgotten to save, undressed and carefully folded clothes on top of the hammock.
With a relaxed pace went to the pool.
As I walked, watching the soft grass, thinking about all the things that had happened, the strange boy who had been in the water from his window the night before, was sure to have seen a large green tail instead of legs. That was crazy, no doubt in the dark view played a trick on him, he even became convinced he had not even really seen that boy, but when he found the next morning while walking along the promenade, all the barriers that had risen to forget the issue, disappeared with lightning speed. That guy was really red, flesh and blood, and how he had looked as if he kept a huge secret, as if she knew that she had seen that night on the beach, made him the creeps.
look as she looked, everything was meaningless, he thought he saw a being with a tail! "How the sirens if they really exist?" Thought laughing herself. No doubt the guy was real, but the fish tail was a figment of his imagination.

He stood at the edge of the pool.

The redheaded boy was lying underwater in the blue, eyes closed, arms resting on his chest. He remained perfectly still, as if asleep. Jane
only thing he could do was scream print. That boy appeared to be dead.

The boy opened his eyes quickly and saw Jane with her hands in the mouth and eyes round as saucers. At that moment he remembered his father's words that "nobody will find out, no one should ever know what really are, that would be the end of our species," and the immediate reaction was to climb to the surface of the water to try to explain to the only female, both human and sirens, he had loved once, because apparently had fallen asleep without choking.
But Jane, seeing that that version of mermaid with legs up to the surface, did not think of anything but run, without much success, since the guy was faster than her and got her by one of his ankles.
- Wait! Do not go! - Said desperately as Jane's ankle held in one hand, and with the other clung with all his might to the edge of the pool, with such force that Jane finally lost balance and fell completely in the water.
From time to time was lost and adrift in a sea of \u200b\u200bbubbles, but the worst was the anxiety felt to know who was in the same place he could go around, was at his mercy, at the mercy of a monster with glue and God knows what else.

All those thoughts were erased when a pair of arms grabbed her and lifted the bottom of the pool, closed his eyes and mouth aforrándose those arms that held her, ignoring the panic that raged in his mind.
"You can breathe," she said dully the owner of those arms.

entered fully air in your lungs. I did not want to open eyes, trying to imagine it was all a dream, something rare, but definitely a dream, though the hands that held her tightly saying the opposite.
opened his eyes, the first thing he found was her tanned skin surrounding it on all sides, had no shirt.
blinked several times to shake the water from his eyes, as if that would make it disappear from there.
looked up slowly, covering your collarbone checked, the big nut in your neck and prominent chin.
could not avoid going to his eyes shut. Jane
hoped the boy would disappear like a dream, but did not. The redhead opened her eyes and mouth with a mixture of surprise and embarrassment on his face.
If that was true, was a surprisingly pleasant truth, both times in which he had seen, had not noticed how handsome he was, beyond platitudes and fashion, it was just plain handsome, timeless beauty.
The mind was left blank, because those green eyes began to sink your thoughts.
He was holding while maintaining both floating in the water with the simple movement of your legs, there was no monster with a green tail, and if there was, Jane did not mind at all.
took several seconds so, together, eye to eye one another, as if hypnotized.

Tristan was afraid of what she thought and record that he had committed error in allowing himself to see that state, any human could have seen without even realizing it. There was no able to avoid falling asleep, had a week in the mainland, and had been unable to rest in his bed was too hard and uncomfortable, compared with ocean water, when entered into the pool fell asleep in seconds. She had broken the rule
most precious of his race, the only one still alive and kept anonymous.
At least he could console himself that fresh water had prevented their long legs to become a shining green tail.

had to fix it, out and out, and knew what to do, although I do not do it to her. The act of erasing the memory, power newts and sirens all had, it seemed a violation of the mind, something dirty and despicable.
"Gods of the sea.
Tristan sighed closing his eyes tightly. The burst open.

Jane felt that everything fell apart around them, turning in a spiral, while those green eyes sucked inside.
The way he looked at her, penetrating up to unrealistic limits, enveloped and controlled. Tristan
entered his mind and forced her to forget everything that happened since he had crossed the club door. Gradually
out of his mind was careful not to cause any harm taking a valuable memento, something that almost all the sirens and tritons used to do with the humans they were confronted, life in the ocean could be a bit monotonous , so not missed an opportunity to gossip and store memories and experiences of these, there came the myth that all the sirens were dangerous. While
slipped out of his mind, he saw a memory he could not ignore. It was old, the past nine years, and Tristan knew well because he appeared in it.
Itself was a blur for water and rain, just a red spot among all those angry waves, Jane felt the relief he felt when he came to her, saw her own child's eyes, half hidden under a cascade of hair wet on his forehead, and I saw his lips moving child, but the thunder of the sea and the storm had not been heard Jane his words, and he could not hear what was not stored in the dream, then the remember ended, abruptly. Jane had lost consciousness.
At that time not yet mastered the art of erasing the memories, but somehow managed to surprise himself, Jane had hidden in a dark corner of his mind the near-death experience lived during the storm. Tristan
that day saved her from drowning.
Before leaving at all, ordered his brain was disconnected, it was better not to have to explain to a teenager with no memory of how it got a pool in the arms of a man. Jane

fell unconscious in his arms. He hugged her to surprise yourself. Basically
felt bad about what he had done, but knew it would fix future problems. He had been watching her
, rising to the surface to be hidden for the sole purpose of seeing it, but knew he could never approach or speak, because they were from different worlds, because couples between humans and sirens, brought only trouble, and his father would never consent to his marriage to an ordinary human. But his fascination she had grown over the years in the same way both had. And now that I had with him, I could not believe.
had decided to try to know by all means since the surprise found in the promenade, but had to see it on the sly. Had decided not to tell him what really was, it was too risky, horrified, for this and for the sake of their future together was to erase the memories of that night, having the opportunity that had been waiting so many years. Carefully

Jane left the edge of the pool, suddenly a small puddle began to form around him. Tristan carefully climbed the ladder aluminum water dripping everywhere. Load in his arms again, this time it cost him carry her more work, since the water was stronger, and his legs were not yet accustomed to bearing weight and balance at a time, but he was tall and strong, so those qualities compensated in some way. Jane
He placed in the hammock where they apparently were piled their belongings, all his self-avoiding digging through the bag more than necessary to take the yellow towel gourd.
Jane was wet from head to toe, and though it was summer, Tristan unaware of the human resistance against the cold, so he decided not to risk him to take a cold.
"What did Jane at that time in the club?" "Had come alone?"
had the keys to the door in her purse, that meant or was stolen or had requested. Were punished himself by considering the possibility of being a thief. Now I could not get out of there and let them return home alone, that was too dangerous, beautiful arms, the neck, he bristled at the idea I had to go alone and disoriented on the streets in darkness.
would expect to wake up and continue to make sure I got home safe and sound, then return home to sleep quietly at his hard mattress, knowing that the next day would have another chance with her.

had dreamed something very strange, a guy in the water that drowned, a sea monster around her and someone who saved your life. Worst of all was he who saved her was the red of the tail of a fish.
Jane felt like one to fool, saw a couple of times a kid and dreamed that he rescued as a fairy princess. Although the idea that a prince as he rescued did not seem bothered at all, quite the contrary, it was almost natural.
Then an image flashed through his brain.
A memory that never knew you had, but it fit in the puzzle that had gone into his life from the sea drag nine years ago.
A boy swimming in front of it, soaked by rain and huge waves, features and mane of red hair when they were unmistakable. It was him.



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