Wednesday, November 28, 2007

I was touching the white clouds

I was touching the white clouds...
It was sunny and warm spring, all creatures seemed to wake up after long, snowy winter - mind you the winter near the Tatra Mountains is really severe, though beautiful at the same time.
Amelia has always liked warmth and even thought she would have felt much better living in the southern part of Europe (France, Greece or Spain), where the climate is mild and the temperatures are much higher. But at that time she was staying in one of the coldest places in Poland, maybe that's why she used to get ill quite often?
Coming back to spring, as soon as it came - a mysterious pilot visited Amelia at her place of work. No wonder, she was excited and very happy, when she saw him walking through the hall in her high school. He looked nice with a sincere smile on his face. John came closer and kissed Amelia as if she were really someone important to him or even his beloved. Some students looking at this scene could think, "Our English teacher has a new man..." and it's quite possible that a few of them thought this way.
Two days later Amelia came to the airport situated in the outskirts of Nowy Targ, she didn't feel scared at all. Why? Was she that courageous? No, she simply trusted her older friend to a great extent and was pretty sure that nothing bad could happen to her... Moreover, Amelia needed to feel something extreme, thrilling and extraordinary. So she found herself in the cockpit of a small Russian aeroplane called by Polish pilots "Antek" and she was to be the copilot. "What a fun!!!", she said to herself. John must have had big trust in Amelia's skills, as his theoretical teaching how to fly the plane lasted 10 minutes. Then the plane took off, at first Amelia was observing his colleague and master, but soon she made up her mind and flew on her own..It was a great feeling, she was flying pretty high across the white clouds, she knew she was far away from the earth, from all her day to day joys and sorrows - it was freedom...Unfortunately, after a while Amelia experienced a strange feeling, the severe pain in her stomach, lowering of her blood pressure,her heart seemed to beat less often and weaker. As soon as John realized, what was happening he let her take a rest and landed ten minutes later... When her feet touched the ground, Amelia felt some relief and pride, she did something extreme and she didn't panic.
After three hour sleep in John's bed, she was relaxed and happy.Then they were talking about this adventure for many hours in the company of his fellow pilots. It was great, Amelia was laughing, dancing and telling dirty jokes with them in the pub until the next morning.

Close to the sky, far from heaven

Close to the sky,but far from Heaven...
On Sundays afternoon Amelia used to travel by bus from Cracow to Nowy Targ, she enjoyed the trips (lasting ab.2 hours) as such, but also meeting new people,whom she could talk to. During one of those trips she was sitting next to a handsome and talkative guy, who had only 2 serious disadvantages - he looked much older than Amelia and he was married (happily or not, who cares?). In spite of this, she found him an attractive buddy and the conversation with him gave her an intellectual pleasure. While talking, the man called John mentioned that he was a professional pilot and he worked for the Polish Parachuting Association with the team of the best Polish parachuters.
"It's great, I have never flown a plane as a pilot", sighed Amelia, "but when I was a child, I used to dream about being a pilot or an astronaut, which isn't typical of a small girl, is it?"
"Probably it's quite unusual. However looking at you, I can notice a few other things, which make you an extraordinary person", remarked John staring at her with admiration,"if I weren't married, maybe I would..,mhmm"
"Don't say anything, I know exactly what you mean and don't look at me in such a way, please." she asked, "Coming back to flying...
She didn't manage to finish the sentence, as John interrupted her suddenly and said decisively - "I'd like to invite you to a flight with me next spring. I'll be delighted if you agreed.."
And, as you probably realize, she said, "YES". Her eyes were full of joy, her voice expressed excitement and her heart started beating quicker and stronger. "Next spring,well. It means in two months", she thought, "I hope time passes fast".
The time didn't pass quickly, meanwhile Amelia met a smart intellectual, Andrew - a single man looking for his true love. She dated him only three times. During their first date - they became good friends, after the second meeting Amelia noticed that she liked him more than other male friends. At the beginning of the third date Amelia fell in love and felt that her body needs him, his wonderful treasure, the fulfillment of her sexual desire. They spent some time climbing the mountains, in the evening they ate dinner and drank some Polish beer. When the midnight came, Amelia thought it was the best moment to start lovemaking.
And it started, Andrew turned off the lights in her apartement and sat as close as posible. His hands were trembling nervously while he was touching her breasts hidden under a black T-shirt, his breath showed the signs of excitement and the male treasure became bigger... It could have been quite nice, as Amelia desired a good sex. But when she was lying in the bed and he was so close - she felt a strange smell of his sweat. It made her excitement disappear for good and at this moment she understood that she had to do something to make her free from his hands and the treasure looking for the entrance to her "love pearl"...and she did it very well.
"Stop it, darling,"Amelia cried angrily, "I must switch off the gas cooker"
"O.K., but come back quickly, I can't wait" - Andrew whispered.
And he told the truth he was so excited that he wasn't able to stop the action, but he didn't realize that for some reason Amelia wasn't able to continue it with him..this smell was unpleasant. It made her aware that this (good or bad smell) is one of the most vital factors, which decides about the chemistry between two potential lovers.
Of course, Amelia didn't come back to bed, she explained that she wasn't feeling good and went to sleep to the other room. What about Andrew? He tried to ask her for sex a few times that night and couldn't understand what had happened to this strange girl, who stopped wanting him without any good reason.. "All women are bitches", he thought leaving Amelia's apartment.
to be continued in 2 hours.

Friday, November 16, 2007

New Market (in Polish Nowy Targ) so far from Amelia's ideal place to live

There are some places in Poland, whose names start with the word "nowy" ("new") - you know - Nowy Sącz, Nowe Brzesko and Nowy Targ. None of them is new meaning "modern'", all of them are simply very little towns - more or less provincial. They are inhabited by conservative, traditional Polish Catholics, whose main entertainment is drinking cheap vodka, having sex with their wives or lovers on Saturdays. Mind you, that such Polish guys can't satisfy their women after consuming so much alcohol, but who cares...? Maybe the women, who try to find better lovers than their impotent partners, but they sometimes do it in vain. As drinking is a favourite activity among villagers or inhabitants of small, cosy towns.So the impotence is quite popular, though talking about the problem is a kind of "taboo" there.
Have you heard that in Poland (thanks to Catholic morality) sex is a taboo and most parents don't explain anything to their children? The majority of middle-aged people (about 40 - 50 years old) don't talk about their sexual needs even with their partners!!! Such men often sleep with prostitutes, watch porns - but they can't reveal their true emotions in the conversations with their life partners. Amelia often asked herself a trivial question, "How can they live such lives based on double morality?" Soon she understood the problem and answered it correctly. At schools the specialists, who have the right to talk with kids about love (also physical one) are ...priests - which is ridiculous, isn't it? When Sunday comes the Poles from Nowy Targ and other Polish towns attend masses and listen to their preachers, who tell them how to live a good life and gain the best place in Heaven. They pay the priests some money and feel that the God - their Creator and Father forgives them all their sins. So they go home, have dinner with their wives and kids. Then take a nap or sit on their sofas (with a glass of cheap vodka in their hands) and keep on leading the boring, hopeless and worthless lives.
In such a place, Amelia was trying to live fully, her mind was above the minds of ordinary people from Nowy Targ, and it attracted the minds of those who were a bit similar to her...One sunny day she met a wonderful guy, thanks to him she experienced one of the most thrilling adventures - flying the aircraft. Yeah, that's true Amelia was a pilot.... The other day she fell in love with a handsome scientist, who appeared to be a great friend, but a poor lover.
If you're curious, at least just a bit and wanna know some more details - you have no choice, you must wait until Saturday.
To be continued tomorrow.