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mirevolver · 05-19-2004, 01:21 AM

Crossing the Threshold - a short story.

A group of friends vacationing in Europe met up in a German hotel. They spent several hours in the hotel’s bar catching up with each other about they’re separate voyages across Europe. Among the friends, there were two good friends, a man and a woman, who had known each other long before they ever met the other friends. The two good friends sat next to each other and throughout the night made several flirtatious gestures. At first they were intermittent and done in good fun, but as the night wore on, the gestures became more frequent and more serious.

After a particular round of drinks had been drunk, the man got up and went to the bar to order another round. As he waited, the woman left the table, approached him and said, “Can we talk?”

“Sure,” the man replied. And the two of them went into a quiet corner away from all the others.

“I noticed you haven’t mentioned your girlfriend all night.” The woman commented.

A melancholy expression came across the man’s face before he replied with, “Things didn’t work out. We broke up just before I left for here.”

“I’m sorry.” She replied with a sympathetic tone.

“Don’t worry about it.” He replied. “Besides, I sensed it was coming anyway.”

The woman moved closer. She looked through her glasses with her dark eyes into his green eyes. “You’re such a sweet guy though. You really don’t deserve to be single.”

The man moved his arm around her and placed his hand squarely on the small of her back. He smiled, but before he could say anything, the bartender yelled across the bar at them, “Ihre Bieren werden gegossen.”

The two went back to the bar and paid for the drinks before they took them to the other friends. The group of friends raised the drinks and clanged all the glasses together shouting, “Prost!”

Before the man could bring his beer to his lips, the woman wrapped the arm with which she was holding her beer around the man’s beer holding arm. He looked into her dark eyes and she smiled back at him. He flashed a quick smile and they drank together. The other friends looked on in suspenseful silence.

As the man and woman put their drinks down, the man leaned over and placed a gentle kiss on the woman’s lips.

05-19-2004, 01:21 AM	#97 (permalink)
mirevolver Inspired by the mind's eye. Location: Between the darkness and the light.	Crossing the Threshold - a short story. A group of friends vacationing in Europe met up in a German hotel. They spent several hours in the hotel’s bar catching up with each other about they’re separate voyages across Europe. Among the friends, there were two good friends, a man and a woman, who had known each other long before they ever met the other friends. The two good friends sat next to each other and throughout the night made several flirtatious gestures. At first they were intermittent and done in good fun, but as the night wore on, the gestures became more frequent and more serious. After a particular round of drinks had been drunk, the man got up and went to the bar to order another round. As he waited, the woman left the table, approached him and said, “Can we talk?” “Sure,” the man replied. And the two of them went into a quiet corner away from all the others. “I noticed you haven’t mentioned your girlfriend all night.” The woman commented. A melancholy expression came across the man’s face before he replied with, “Things didn’t work out. We broke up just before I left for here.” “I’m sorry.” She replied with a sympathetic tone. “Don’t worry about it.” He replied. “Besides, I sensed it was coming anyway.” The woman moved closer. She looked through her glasses with her dark eyes into his green eyes. “You’re such a sweet guy though. You really don’t deserve to be single.” The man moved his arm around her and placed his hand squarely on the small of her back. He smiled, but before he could say anything, the bartender yelled across the bar at them, “Ihre Bieren werden gegossen.” The two went back to the bar and paid for the drinks before they took them to the other friends. The group of friends raised the drinks and clanged all the glasses together shouting, “Prost!” Before the man could bring his beer to his lips, the woman wrapped the arm with which she was holding her beer around the man’s beer holding arm. He looked into her dark eyes and she smiled back at him. He flashed a quick smile and they drank together. The other friends looked on in suspenseful silence. As the man and woman put their drinks down, the man leaned over and placed a gentle kiss on the woman’s lips. __________________ Aside from my great plans to become the future dictator of the moon, I have little interest in political discussions. Last edited by mirevolver; 05-19-2004 at 11:06 PM..