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Authors: Jean-Paul Didierlaurent
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‘Well, I was a primary school teacher for nearly forty years and I always loved those reading aloud exercises. I’d be delighted to read a page.’
‘With the greatest of pleasure. Huguette, is that right? Come and make yourself comfortable, Huguette.’
She clawed the page from his fingers and she seated herself in the armchair. The steel-rimmed spectacles balanced on her nose made her look like a retired schoolmarm, which was very fitting, thought Guylain, because that’s what she was. The class immediately fell silent. Her voice was surprisingly clear except for a slight tremor, probably due to her emotion:
‘ The hitchhiker had told him her name was Gina.
John had desperately tried to catch the eye of the young woman hidden behind a huge pair of sunglasses. For the umpteenth time since he had picked her up, Gina crossed her legs, shapely legs that seemed to go on forever. The silky rustle of her nylon stockings was torture. ’
Guylain jumped. That last sentence read by Huguette Lignon made him break out in a cold sweat. He instantly grasped that there was going to be a little problem. Since he had been rescuing live skins from the belly of the Zerstor, he had never taken the trouble to glance at them beforehand, preferring to deliver his reading without knowing the content in advance. In all these years, never until this moment had he come across the kind of excerpt that Huguette was reading, a Huguette in seventh heaven who was trying her utmost to find the right tone. So far she did not seem to have realized that she was heading down a slippery slope. Nor for that matter had the audience, who sat spellbound.
‘ As he forced himself to keep his eyes on the road ahead, the woman asked him for a light. Generally, he would not allow anyone to smoke inside his truck, but he found himself proffering her his lighter. She grasped his wrist in both hands and brought the flame close to the Chesterfield wedged between her lips, two full lips emphasized with a touch of gloss. She leaned forward towards the ashtray, brushing John’s muscular biceps with her nipple as she did so. John shivered at the contact with her delightfully firm breast. ’
Christ! It was what he feared. They were heading for disaster if he didn’t step in quickly. He had to stop this before John and Gina ended up lying stark naked on the bunk exchanging bodily fluids. And at this rate, it was likely to happen before the end of page two.
‘Huguette, I think it might be better to—’
‘Hush!’ was the unanimous response of the audience, who hadn’t missed a crumb of the story, making it plain to Guylain that any intervention on his part would be most unwelcome. He attracted Monique’s attention by clicking his fingers but she was utterly mesmerized. As for her little sister, leaning against the wall, her eyes closed, she was lapping up the increasingly clear and less and less quavering voice of Huguette, who ploughed ahead without deviating from her course.
‘ Filled with a growing desire, the truck driver soon felt a little too constricted in his tight jeans. This woman was the devil, a desirable devil who flung her head back each time she exhaled, blowing out her cigarette smoke towards the ceiling light, arching her hips and thrusting her breasts forward. She removed her sunglasses, revealing two vivid blue eyes. Resting her elbow on the door, she turned towards John and partially opened her legs in a lascivious pose. Then, unable to control himself, he brought the thirty-eight-tonne vehicle to an abrupt halt on the hard shoulder, sending up a huge cloud of dust, and threw himself on the woman, who offered herself to him without any resistance. As he ripped off her lace panties, he tasted those lips parted to receive him. Gina slid an expert hand inside John’s trousers, seeking his turgescent cock. ’
A car hooting outside brought everyone back down to earth again. On the gravelled drive, the taxi was flashing its lights
‘Well, I was a primary school teacher for nearly forty years and I always loved those reading aloud exercises. I’d be delighted to read a page.’
‘With the greatest of pleasure. Huguette, is that right? Come and make yourself comfortable, Huguette.’
She clawed the page from his fingers and she seated herself in the armchair. The steel-rimmed spectacles balanced on her nose made her look like a retired schoolmarm, which was very fitting, thought Guylain, because that’s what she was. The class immediately fell silent. Her voice was surprisingly clear except for a slight tremor, probably due to her emotion:
‘ The hitchhiker had told him her name was Gina.
John had desperately tried to catch the eye of the young woman hidden behind a huge pair of sunglasses. For the umpteenth time since he had picked her up, Gina crossed her legs, shapely legs that seemed to go on forever. The silky rustle of her nylon stockings was torture. ’
Guylain jumped. That last sentence read by Huguette Lignon made him break out in a cold sweat. He instantly grasped that there was going to be a little problem. Since he had been rescuing live skins from the belly of the Zerstor, he had never taken the trouble to glance at them beforehand, preferring to deliver his reading without knowing the content in advance. In all these years, never until this moment had he come across the kind of excerpt that Huguette was reading, a Huguette in seventh heaven who was trying her utmost to find the right tone. So far she did not seem to have realized that she was heading down a slippery slope. Nor for that matter had the audience, who sat spellbound.
‘ As he forced himself to keep his eyes on the road ahead, the woman asked him for a light. Generally, he would not allow anyone to smoke inside his truck, but he found himself proffering her his lighter. She grasped his wrist in both hands and brought the flame close to the Chesterfield wedged between her lips, two full lips emphasized with a touch of gloss. She leaned forward towards the ashtray, brushing John’s muscular biceps with her nipple as she did so. John shivered at the contact with her delightfully firm breast. ’
Christ! It was what he feared. They were heading for disaster if he didn’t step in quickly. He had to stop this before John and Gina ended up lying stark naked on the bunk exchanging bodily fluids. And at this rate, it was likely to happen before the end of page two.
‘Huguette, I think it might be better to—’
‘Hush!’ was the unanimous response of the audience, who hadn’t missed a crumb of the story, making it plain to Guylain that any intervention on his part would be most unwelcome. He attracted Monique’s attention by clicking his fingers but she was utterly mesmerized. As for her little sister, leaning against the wall, her eyes closed, she was lapping up the increasingly clear and less and less quavering voice of Huguette, who ploughed ahead without deviating from her course.
‘ Filled with a growing desire, the truck driver soon felt a little too constricted in his tight jeans. This woman was the devil, a desirable devil who flung her head back each time she exhaled, blowing out her cigarette smoke towards the ceiling light, arching her hips and thrusting her breasts forward. She removed her sunglasses, revealing two vivid blue eyes. Resting her elbow on the door, she turned towards John and partially opened her legs in a lascivious pose. Then, unable to control himself, he brought the thirty-eight-tonne vehicle to an abrupt halt on the hard shoulder, sending up a huge cloud of dust, and threw himself on the woman, who offered herself to him without any resistance. As he ripped off her lace panties, he tasted those lips parted to receive him. Gina slid an expert hand inside John’s trousers, seeking his turgescent cock. ’
A car hooting outside brought everyone back down to earth again. On the gravelled drive, the taxi was flashing its lights
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