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Times In My Life - S01 E14

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Times In My Life - S01 E14

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 14

"Okay... I think I can see one problem here", she ventured.

"What?" I asked, not knowing what she meant.

"You seem to need some help with your note-taking. Hang on a second....

With that she rose from the couch and disappeared around the corner and down the short hallway. I heard a door open and then close again before she came back around the corner and reseated herself on the couch. She had a notebook in her hand, but I couldn't see the name on it. She opened it and I could see the pages were filled with text in a beautiful cursive writing style. I usually printed as my writing was a horror to read. Even I sometimes couldn't make out later what I had written.

She held the notebook open as scooted a bit closer to me so I could get a better look at the text on the pages.

"See... you need to make more notes about what the teacher is writing on the blackboard."

I moved my head a bit closer to the notebook, and started to read her notes; her detailed and exhaustive notes. My eyes must have widened somewhat when I was looking at the page, as she said kindly, "I take more notes than anyone else in our class, but I can write very quickly."

"This is amazing", I enthused. And it was too; the things I could remember seeing on the chalkboard in the English class was copied down in her notebook.

"I wish I had your gifts", I said in a somewhat subdued voice.

"Gifts?" she asked quietly. "My gift is being able to write quickly, and being able to remember things for exams"

She went on, the question obvious in her voice, "But that is only one gift, and you said 'gifts"."

I turned the page of her notebook and continued to read and examine her wonderfully easy to read writing.

I answered slowly, my head still focused on the notebook, "You haven't told me your name yet. You know my name, I think it's only fair you tell me yours."

She closed the notebook and took it from my unresisting hands, holding it so I could read the name on the label of it: 'Sylvia Marks'.

"Marks... as in "Marks Pharmacy'?" I asked.

"Yes, that 'Marks'", she replied.

Her nice hair and nice clothes made more sense now... Her father owned the town pharmacy and drug stores usually made good money.

"It's been in the family, here in town, for 5 generations now."

"You must know a lot about people in town here then?" I speculated.

"Yes... well Daddy does at least. I know most people in town to see therm, but I'm not allowed to look through the pharmacy records. They are strictly confidential he says."

I looked her in the eyes and quietly said, "I agree with him, I wouldn't want anyone but my pharmacist looking at my records"

"So... now you know who I am. Let's get back to work on your English skills. Open your textbook to page 23."

I did as I was told, and opened the heavy hard-covered book to the page she had indicated. She leaned over a bit so she could hold the left side of the book in her left hand. I did the same, holding the right side in my right hand. I looked closely at her hands... they were the same nearly pale colour as her face with delicate fingers ending it perfectly manicured nails coloured with nail polish exactly the same colour as her hair.

For the next half-hour she tutored me in English. I found a lot of it difficult and more often than not she would have to go over a certain part of it with me. The textbook was heavy and we schooched a bit closer together in order to switch hands holding the book.

We were particularly close when we were both holding the textbook a certain way; my left hand and her right hand. Our arms occasionally brushed against each other and we would quickly pull them apart. After a while we didn't move as quickly when our arms touched and after a while we stopped moving them at all. It was just plain uncomfortable to try and bend our arms so they wouldn't come in contact with each other.

"So... what did you mean by 'gifts" she asked pleasantly.

"You are obviously a gifted tutor, I'm actually learning something and remembering it as well. That's takes a tremendous amount of talent. Few people are so gifted with that ability."

Her side of the book sagged as she let go of it. She turned so that she was facing directly at me. Both legs were now over the edge of the couch as she swiveled her hips to face me.

I took the textbook and put it on the coffee table beside me. I tried to swivel as she had done, but my hips were having none of that. I just can't bend that way like women can,

She leaned forward, taking my hands and softly holding them in hers. Her hands were, to my surprise, very warm. I had never met anyone with hands that warm.

"Are there anymore 'gifts' you think I have that you would care to tell me about?"

Her eyes, classic green, moved closer to mine, locking me in their grasp. I refused to flinch, I didn't want her lose her gaze as I started to speak...

Using my most polite tone of voice I said to her, "You are gifted with beauty, pose and grace. You are an excellent tutor, and I feel that I actually learn things from you. You have the body of a Goddess and eyes to match. I have never lald eyes on such a beautiful woman as you"

As I spoke the reactions of her face and eyes went from astonished, unbelieving, astounded, disbelief and finally to back to a more neutral look. As I finished talking, I dropped my head and eyes to her hands. They still held mine, and now I could feel that her thumbs were very softly moving in small circles on the backs of my hands.

After what seemed to me to be an eternity, she said, "Nick, look at me... put your head back up". I tarrled until she took her hands off mine and gently lifted my head, cupping it in her hands. Eventually I raised my eyes until I was looking at hers.

"That is the nicest thing anyone has ever said to me. I cannot believe you do so poorly in English when you can say words like those. I wonder, where did you learn to speak with such eloquence?"

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