Moon of fire. Daughter of the Phoenix

  - I'm getting married -said the voice over the phone - The rest of the conversation was a blur. Ironically; Iris was playing on the sound system. Numb after that phone call, she went straight to the cabinet and open a whiskey that had been sitting for quite a while. The news called for something stronger than wine.  All of a sudden, she was back in highschool. And she was in love, she loved the only way she could; obsessively and deeply. *** It was a pretty humid summer morning and the a/c unit was struggling to keep up. The classroom was half empty. Those last days before summer holidays made everyone daydream of freedom.  She was sitting right in front of the teacher's desk, giving her advantage over her archenemy, the other most talented student in her class. And then the room became luminous. The object of her desires had arrived with wet hair and smelling like CK One.  His disarming smile, the way his body moved, those broad shoulders and strong arms that love...

The heat was almost unbearable for him. Just standing there watching the game was enough for the sweat to run through his back and damping his polo shirt.  As the game was coming to a disappointing ending; the people started scattering around and beer was being passed around. The first gulp of the amber liquid brought a new wave of sweat and he removed the sticky shirt off. That's when he saw her.  She was walking just outside the field, in a visible hurry, checking out the time on her phone or a message, he thought.  That light blue top was encasing a lovely set of tits, bouncing up and down as she walked, a picture of him grabbing them to test their softness imprinted in his mind and his penis stiffened slightly. The vision was soon forgotten as a friend brought him back to reality.  *** She was late for a meeting with her childhood friend and she hated being late. As she made her way to the coffee shop, passed by a soccer field and watched the attendees who were c...