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Subject: {ASSM} "Romance"  by  deirdre  (FF, repression)  --  rp  by  H. Jekyll  and  Please Cain
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Romance (or Mudrasslin' Chicks Strike Paydirt) 

by deirdre

(FF, repression)

*****

NOTE: We are not the authors of this story. "deirdre" was the enigmatic
queen of Usenet sex stories in the mid-1990s. She posted 156 stories in
just over two years, using an anonymous remailer and apparently *never*
corresponding with anyone (though she did give permission to repost her
stories to non-commercial sites). She was last heard from in late April
1996. We will finish reposting all 156 stories this month.

While you're following the a.s.s.m. 10th Anniversary "deirdre-fest,"
enjoy! There's still time to contribute.

To contact us: h_jekyll2000@yahoo.com, or PleaseCain@aol.com. 

*****

Romance
By deirdre, 9/17/94

I read the title. I *almost* burst out laughing. "Let me guess!" I
said, "Your husband picked out this one!"

Jean glanced over at the video I was holding. "Can't fool you!" she
answered.

"And did *you* pick out one, too?" I pulled the other video out of the
bag. I stared at it for a second. I knew this video very well.

"Yep, one for each of us!" Jean replied. I couldn't believe she'd
rented this video. Without lifting my face, I peeked at her under my
eyebrows. She was watching me. Did she see me peek?

I was so nervous. It was so unexpected. I had to think of something
natural to say. "What's it about?" I lied. Well, actually I pretended I
hadn't heard of the video. She was watching me! She must be watching
for my reaction. She must be *interested* in me!

"Oh, it's about a woman who goes to Reno to get a divorce and ends up
having an affair." No, she didn't say it--not anything about *that*. I
felt so embarrassed. What should I say? She was *definitely* watching
me. I shouldn't have pretended I didn't know what it was about. I could
have made a *knowing comment*. This had been my big chance--a thousand
of my dreams come true--and I pretended I didn't know the video! She
was waiting for me to speak. I had to talk again.

"Well, that's just *fantasy* for you. I don't think *you're* aiming to
get a divorce and have an affair." It was fairly natural sounding. But
I knew my subconcious was trying to give her the chance to volunteer
more.

"Who knows? Maybe there are affairs I could have that wouldn't *bother*
Jim."

I was *floored*. My heart was beating so fast. Yes, she was peeking at
me, to see how I reacted. I had made myself come so many times thinking
about a moment like this. She *wanted* me. I *knew* she did. And I
wanted her *so bad*!

She *must* know! She's figured me out! She *knows* I know!

I giggled. A nervous giggle? A little. Like it was all a joke. What was
wrong with me? If I hadn't recognized the video, I figured I would be
finding this all to be a joke. This was my big chance, but there was
that part of me that wanted to hide--to appear normal. And I didn't
want her to know I had lied. "Well, enjoy yourselves!" A non-committal
comment. A *nothing* comment.

I was off. I could have... admitted that I knew that video. Or else I
could have innocently suggested that we watch it together. Or just
*looked* at her openly. But I *didn't*. She'll figure I'll see the
video some day. She'll figure I'll remember this day and conversation.
She knows someday I'll *know*.

I'm so embarrassed. How can I face her again? She'll be wondering if I
know yet. Back to my dreams. She'll always be in my dreams.

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