The Naked Truth

The Unedited Uncensored Video of My Mind….

There was a sharp rap* on the car window and a flashlight shone through the glass from the void of darkness…we had been rather…consumed and had not noticed the arrival of the Queen’s Cowboy’s cruiser with lights alit along with ensuing concerned constable…

“Is everybody in there willing?” was the question which was replied to with rapt nods of our heads…yes we were both willing but observing RCMP were not part of our fantasy…no handcuffs or badges for us…because we were both just sixteen and  well…you know the story…it’s the naked truth…

 

Most of us remember certain kisses and other milestones…Some are hopeless or hopeful romantics about such things…others are a bit less enthusiastic in the romantic department…or touch stones in life…

Why is it that some people are so consumed about “important” dates and first time this and first time that? I believe I was more so in my younger years than I am now...why is that? Do we get jaded to life? I don’t think I am jaded, no I have just been told by a trustworthy source that I am indeed not jaded (and yes I did remember the recent wedding anniversary with my trustworthy source).

Am I unusual in that I don’t remember the name of the gal who was steaming up the windows with me? (Its Canada eh, the windows fog up most of the year).

Is romantic even the right idea or am I just blurring fogged up windows stretching the story? No, I think the context is more about a rejoicing in some kind of idealism or passing stages of life…

I admit I hate graduation ceremonies and other what I would call sappy celebrations (birthdays are ok, wedding anniversaries are great and Christmas is the best…)

Well perhaps I will learn more in the sharing…you see you may be part of this romantic celebration! If you were to scroll down or push the “end” button on the key board you will find our little “score card” at the bottom of the page. Our visitor counter which should be hitting 100,000 in the next few minutes…(now obviously if you are reading this a year later after being allured here by the naked girl image then you may want to see what number of visitor you are)…

Well what number are you? Leave us a note will you? Thanks for spending some of your fantasy time with us…and I shall whisper you another secret…soon we will be hitting an even larger number…much larger so beam over and have look…

* For the young among you the usage of the word “rap” here intends to convey the sound of the flashlight tapped hard on the car window and has nothing to do with music except for the fact that the sound I am referring to in this story sounds better than rap “music”…we were I believe, but may be mistaken “listening” to Fantasy by Aldo Nova…but I admit the music was not my concern at the time…it was the challenge of bucket seats…oh and the music was playing on an 8 track player…its like a CD but different…how are you making out with that?

Above art is La Vérité (The Truth) by Jules Joseph Lefebvre