A NEW TALBOT'S PEAK ROMANCE

Trina looked over the group of men standing close to her.  Two male wolves, three coyotes, and one snow leopard made up the group.  None of them particularly drew her attraction or thoughts.  Yet, dancing with one or two of them might get conversation flowing.  After all, chaperoning a high school dance didn’t require more than keeping the kids out of dark corners.  Making small talk with the other parents present and enjoying the music.  Miss Elly and Vernon were out on the dance floor cutting their path across the gym.  More fifties music blared out of the speakers.  Even Gill and Chloe tried their hand at some of the intricate dance steps the music teacher had shown everyone before the music started.

She wiped her hands down her heavily starched poodle skirt.  Missy Elly’s kindness included loaning her clothes in theme with the music.  Her teased and sprayed hair bounced each time she nodded her head in time with the music.  A few feet away one of the teachers named Mick stood wearing a black leather biker’s jacket, tight ass-incasing jeans, and a dark red t-shirt with the outline of wolf on it.  His slicked back hair refused to adhere to the gel.  Two lone curls close to the top of his forehead gave him an air of mystique.  An edge that caused her breath to catch and set off warmth the reached deep into her.  Sex for the sake of physical release stymied her.  Her chemistry required more.  An attraction and mutual interest revved her hormones.  If she wanted to get off—she snickered at her use of male thoughts and terms---her battery-operated boyfriend worked fine thank you.  No need for making small talk and acting nice when all she wanted and needed was a hard fast orgasm.  One that rocked her to sleep or into a blissed out state that lasted more than someone poking her saying ‘my turn now.’

Mick looked up from the table, counted the number of couples on the dance floor, and smiled.  At least four of his students were out there trying the steps he showed them earlier.  Many were standing in segregated groups of boys and girls.  Their parents were doing much the same.  When had kids lost the art of mingling and mixing with the opposite sex?  This was Talbot’s Peak.  Sex and what it entailed wasn’t shunned or stuffed in the closet.  No, every kid new the basics by age eight.  After all short gestations could manifest themselves quite easily.  Ah, making sure his students understood the birds and bees aspect of life wasn’t his teaching area.  Music and art took more than a few hour-long sessions per week to understand and enjoy.  Good thing Gill and the town council got the need for after school activities like these.  

He glanced over his shoulder back to where the redhead stood.  Her petiteness intrigued him.  She also ignited a protectiveness he was sure she didn’t require.  After all, she was part wolf and coyote, two animals that could take care of themselves.  Still making her acquaintance and enjoying a few dances didn’t entail getting involved.  Friendship added to life.  Why not add a new friend to his group?  A female one too.  Mick tossed his empty cup in the trash receptacle near him and turned.  The next song was a slow hold your partner close one.  Easy to dance too and long enough to learn a few things about each other.  Yes, a good choice.  He started toward Trina.

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Happy Weekend Gang!

Oooh looks like a new romance is starting up in the Peak!!  Wonder where this will go.  Let's see what my muse, Pris, comes up with as the weeks progress.  Maybe some of my blog mates will chime in with their takes on the fall out from Cupid's visit to Talbot's Peak last weekend.

Remember to keep a few books handy to share with your loves and spice.  I'm busy penning a few myself.  Keep warm as winter takes it last runs and spring attempts to take hold.

Until next weekend,

Solara