Night on the road (II)

When we stopped, I saw a nice house with large windows, surrounded with garden full of autumn multicoloured bushes and few birches.1

He took a key from his jacket’s pocket to open the door, and then entered to see if everything is okay.2

- Please, come in, be my guest.3

He touched me and impressed me with his old fashioned style. I entered. Lot of small pictures all over. Some were on the walls, some on the furniture. He took my hand, like it was something normal and we went to the other side of house. On the left side I saw half closed bathroom’s door, and then kitchen on the right side, connected with dinning room, and then large room with opened door to balcony, something like a porch to garden with view to the lake.4

That astounded me. I was there, and I had nothing to say.5

His home. 6

- May... May I sit here?7

- Yes, please. Wait a minute. I have to make a change. Don’t like to be...8

He shows with his hand to his clothes. I noticed that sometimes he like to do that. Just to show the things. 9

I saw him undressing. His body wasn’t like a young boy’s body, but still in a good condition. He changed to comfy sport’s wear. 10

Went to his bathroom. On the shelf, next to the mirror I saw empty bottle of Prozac, yesterday’s news and new after shave cologne, and good leader quality wallet. Sandal-wood. Orange bathrobe on the hook. Grey socks and gray underwear in the basket. On the chair, his light striped shirt. It was still warm with smell of his body. I soflty touched each part of his clothes and smells his shirt. Man and his privacy. After few minutes I was back to the porch. He still wasn’t there. I have heared sounds in the house. Probalby from the kitchen.11

When he was back, he said:12

- Now I have to take a care of somebody’s need. At that moment, little dogg was invited in by Petar.  13

Little ball of wool, brown and yellow fur come and stared at me with two black button eyes. I touched silky fur with tips of my fingers.14

- Good doggy, - I said. Is he yours?15

- Yes. Few months ago I found her lost in the bush, almost starving. 16

- She is so sweet... Does she ever bark?17

- Oh my! You don’t want to know that... - He laughed.18

- She is pretty quiet...19

- Carefully, she doesn’t like strangers.20

But, little ball of fur sat next to my feet, like an old friend. 21

- I never seen her to do that before with anyone. She likes you.22

- What is her name?23

- Zsa – Zsa.24

- Like Zsa – Zsa Gabor? 25

- No, just Zsa – Zsa.26

- Ha, ha, ha... I laughed.27

- What?28

- I know your dog’s name, but still don’t know yours.29

- Sorry. I am Petar. What’s your name?30

- Svjetlana.31

- I am glad to meet you, Svjetlana. – He smiled. His hand was warm, strong and gentle at the same time.32

- You are artist?33

- Why?34

- I saw an easel in your garden.35

- Actually, not, but sometimes I have a need to do something different. Creative. Would you like to be my model?36

- Me? – I was surprised. – I am not sure. You need some young, attractive girl…37

- No. I need your beauty.38

- But, I can’t sit quiet...39

- We can try.40

- But... I have to go.41

- Where? 42

- Home.43

- Are you sure?44

- No. I am not.45

- Are you trying to run away from me?46

- Yes... No... I am not sure...47

- So? I will prepare my canvas and we can start.48

He brought an old rocking chair covered with patchwork and I sat there, in the garden. Leaves were still wet and covered with crystal drops of last night rain.49

- Please, take your t-shirt of. – He surprised me.50

- What?51

- Please…52

- Why?53

- This is just because of my artistic need.54

I take it off and my nipples raised up of soft autumn breeze. I saw a shine in his eyes. Felt to blush. Just want to hide myself with hands. He came and kissed my breasts, like bliss.55

- Shhhh. – he said. - Be quiet, please.56

I felt electricity in my belly. Blushes went up from my toes to cheeks.57

Few hours later, my bottom was asleap like a wood on the seat. I asked him:58

- Are you finished?59

- Almost...60

- May I take a look? – I asked him with such of curiosity.61

He shows me with his hand, like always he doesn’t want to talk. It was something like his “yes”. I went there and he put his hand around my shoulder… I felt his warm body next to mine. It was nice feeling it was only canvas with part of his garden, rocking chair, and bird in the air.62

- What?... I tried to ask.63

- What – what?64

- I can’t see myself on this canvas. Why. I sat there for hours. Sun was high, warm, and nice.65

- You are wrong. I made your picture.66

- Where?67

He shows me on his heart.68

- Why?69

- You are asking too much.70

- You even don’t know me.71

- Oh, yes, I know you.72

Few hours later we was still there, covered with love and music.73

Home...74