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Cleared For Takeoff

“We’re cleared for takeoff,” the pilot announced, “settle in, our flight time to Atlanta will be 9 hours.” The Gulfstream roared down the runway and in a moment the tops of trees flashed by. We climbed quickly, and banked. Paris dwindled, the Seine became a string of blue, the world a patchwork of colors before we punched through a layer of hair-like cirrus clouds. My roommates and friends were all a-chatter as we lined up on the runway but as we ascended, they grew quiet. Thoughts of Peter ran through me and gripped me like a serpent. The last time I saw him he was dressed in a summer outfit I bought him - a short-sleeve, pale-pastel-plaid, seersucker shirt, kentucky-derby breaker shorts, pop color flip flops and a straw fedora. His sweet-face was all grin, he looked like a deck gillespie. Meow. When I think about Peter, my skin tickles, my pulse accelerates, I’m confuddled. I think about the disturbance that moved through the air between us when we met. We were strangers, but a magnetic flux seemed to roll off him and break against me. I didn’t let it show. I drew in, looked away and became quiet. What else could I do? Later, when I described it to Sunny, our meeting seemed like nothing. When I described it to Lisa, it sounded like too much. Of course, my choices must be consistent with my ambitions, but I want Peter to come to Athens, so badly. He was a human placebo, for me, in otherwise stressful times. Now I want to be with him without school pressures - to see what that’s like - and get closer, a lot closer. I don’t want commitment, but I’m saturated with desire. All I want is a fun July or August - with him. I seldom reveal the businesslike hardness I have buried inside. I want this and I’m ready for derp. Peter worries - about money, about gender roles, social positions and what’s apposite. I don’t care about any of that. I want to give him a free month, like an amazing gift. He’s so male, so deceptively complicated, fragile and intoxicating. I really need to think about this, and work it out - HA! - like I can think of anything else. . Slang deck = cool gillespie = hipster meow = I want confuddled = confused and befuddled derp = anything and everything

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Date: 7/4/2022 9:29:00 AM
You are crushing on Peter in a big way my young friend, I hope he is feeling the same thing.
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Anais Vionet
Date: 7/4/2022 11:34:00 AM
Yes, sir, I am. We’ll see ??
Date: 7/3/2022 11:26:00 AM
Perect last line! Aloha!
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Anais Vionet
Date: 7/4/2022 6:12:00 AM
Thanks Rico. BTW, I’ve seen your comments on my short stories - thank you - but there’s no to reply like we can here - just wanted to say =]

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