R-877 Two

INTRODUCTION

The Awakening–

Gerard looked at me, a curious light in his eye. “Pierre let’s go down to the river. We can rest in the grass.”

We dawdled some along the way, then found ourselves a little clearing by the stream, as if we were lovers on a summer day.

Gerard unbuttoned his shirt, stretched out on the grass. I was too excited to speak, but, fumblingly, opened my shirt too.

Turning toward him, I saw that Gerard was examining me from between his dark lashes. In the soft light his expression was so strange that I suddenly felt I had never been so naked…

From that day, everything was the same—and everything was different–

–Twists the dark adolescents on their pillows

Baudelaire