The Trust Fall

they were having trouble in their marriage so they both decided to go to a counselor & he suggested a retreat, so they both cleared their schedules & in the attempt to preserve whatever was left, they both made their way to the center buried out in the middle of the Vermont wilderness--- sitting in that circle seen in every romantic comedy portraying something of the same the two struggling individuals, whose love for each other & mutual attraction has gone the way of the dinosaurs, go through the motions. the trust fall comes, as an angry bat would fly from “hell” if there was such a ridiculous place, and the couple in question gets up as those who had gone before them with gushing dimples & hugs, come to some kind of realization that they still trust each other & that this exercise alone has proved it. turning around & facing away from her/his partner said individual closes their eyes & waits a moment, crossing their arms over their chest as their partner makes their way a few feet behind them holding arms out ready to catch them. as the master of these ceremonies sounds the verbal gun, the partner falling, with eyes closed, lets their body drop backwards into what they secretly believe will be the loving arms of their partner. simultaneous with the sounding of the verbal gun came a quick glance over at another’s spouse, apparently they were stretching & exposing themselves to desire on behalf of the partner who was supposed to be paying attention to catching the person in front of them, now falling. and so while one partner was thinking about how they might get in the pants of the spouse of some other gal/guy now stretching, their partner fell towards them & with nothing to stop the fall, came crashing down backwards, their head hitting the glossed dance floor first--- the way their head hit the floor sent their body reeling into convulsions & they were carried off by medics to the hospital ASAP--- the trust fall exercise was canceled for the rest of the retreat.