In the first days of college
, I met a girl I haven't seen for at leat 5 years. She was the only girl of my age in my neighborhood
and we used to play together when we were kids
, until I was 12 or 13 and her 13 or 14. Mélanie was her name, and she was cute, blonde and really nice
. She was one year older than me and I lost track of her soon after she began high school
. So we were quite happy
to see each other, and after the usual chitchat
in those circumstances
, she grabbed me by the arm and led me to a table where her friends were. Then she said:
"Hi guys, this is François, the guy I had a crush on when I was a kid..."
Well, you have to understand that this girl was the topic of my first erotic dream, and of a few more after that. You know what kind of effect a girl entering puberty has on a boy one year younger. This girl had hips, among other things. I spent entire afternoons alone with her in her parent's house... drawing or playing on her Sega Master System.
So much time wasted, I thought.
Today I feel better about it, I suppose that our friendship would probably have suffered from an early attempt at playing grown-ups.
But there is always this little voice in my head saying "What if... yes, it would have been possible..."