Wednesday, June 24, 2009

Summer Love

Have you ever had a summer love? A chance encounter, a moonlit swim, love in the water , another whole way of viewing a relationship. You dared something you would not usually do, because you'll never see them again. Or would you? For your enjoyment, I present.

In search of Romeo

Juliette was on summer break from college. She needed a job badly because her tuition went up and her scholarship wasn't going to be enough for the next semester. She checked the job board in the dormitory and found something that called to her. She was a music major with a minor in medieval instruments. The job was for a troubador for a ren faire opening that weekend.

Juliette applied for the job, then spent the next 2 days waiting by the phone, praying to all the gods she could think of that she get this chance. She almost missed the call (thank God for answering machines) asking her to come to the faire for an audition that afternoon.

She saw a long line of applicants waiting in line and her heart fell to her knees. She didn't think she had a snowball's chance in hell, but was still determined to give it her best shot. Juliette tuned her mandolin and hummed a few songs to get her voice ready, but her throat was as dry as dust. She was dying for a drink. The person in line behind her tapped her on the shoulder. She turned around and thought she died and went to heaven. He was magnificent, with rugged features and long black hair that made her want to wrap it around her hands and pull him in for a kiss. He was offering her a bottle of water and had to repeat himself before she stopped staring and accepted his offer. "My name is Vidda" he said. "Good luck, those judges aren't easy to impress."

It was her turn next. Fighting the urge to run, Juliette stepped up to the stage. She sang from her heart, a voice to lure and entice, one that makes one forget everything but the singer. The music ebbed and flowed, making a person one with the song. She had chosen a song of her own creation. These are her words.

Heart Strings

If I give you my heart,
Take it from the glass,
You must treat it tenderly.
It's been injured in the past.

The tiny cracks and fractures
Can be healed with your love
Tilll I'm truly whole again.
Till we fit like hand and glove.

It's hard to trust,reach out again,
So many fears I face.
So many painful memories
That I must now embrace.

You give me strength to try again.
We aren't meant to be alone.
One heart, one soul, one body,
Love brings me safely home.

Heart strings,
You're playing my heart strings.
Tune them gently, one by one.
Till we blend in harmony,
Till our song is sung.
Heart strings .

There was silence so intense it hurt. The judges were conferring with each other. Then applause broke out, starting with Vidda. The judges all agreed that it was an impressive performance, making her one of the top 3. As she stepped down her eyes searched for Vidda, but he was gone.

All of the top 3 were hired. Suddenly it was opening night and Juliette was facing a grove full of strangers. As she climbed the steps to the stage she saw him. Vidda stood at the back, leaning against a tree. Gazing into his eyes, she sang to him, so glad that he was there.

After the performance, Vidda came up to congratulate her. He also had a job, making swords in a tent across the compound. He smelled of wood smoke and hot steel. Juliette thought if someone could bottle that fragrance, they would make a million. He invited her back to his personal tent for a glass of wine. She accepted and they strolled into the woods.

At his tent, he started a small campfire, spreading out thick blankets so they could be comfortable. Vidda put his arms around her as they sipped their wine and gazed into the fire.
He asked about the inspiration for her song. Juliette told him about her past romance with a man who was not what he appeared to be. She fell hard for him, only to find out he was married and wouldn't even think of getting a divorce. He called her his "little diversion" and laughed at her.

Juliette started to cry. Vidda held her close and started stroking her hair. It felt like satin to the touch, as beautiful as her name. She looked up, her lashes sparkling with tears. Vidda leaned forward and kissed her eyes, then her cheek, trailing kisses down her neck. She reached out and entangled her fingers into his hair, pulling him in for a kiss of her own, feeling the hunger build between them. As they slid down on to the blankets, she knew she wanted him, even if it was just for tonight. He played her as well as any instrument, finding all her most erotic zones, bringing her closer and closer to the edge, finally bursting into notes of music.

She stayed the night, held closely in his arms, not wanting the night to end. When they awoke, he told her that she was the most beautiful and unique woman he had ever met. She could feel that there was something more he had to say.

"I have to leave today. I was just filling in for a friend at the faire and he's arriving this morning.", Vidda said. "Last night was very special to me. I wish I didn't have to go, but my job would only give me this time away. I'm looking for something else and when I'm settled, I will find you"

Juliette nodded, unable to speak as he walked away. The rest of the faire went well, with the organizers offering her a place at next year's faire, but she still caught herself looking for him in every crowd, hoping he would return before the faire ended.

Juliette was in line at college, signing up for her classes. She had one space left on her schedule that she needed to fill. In the list of available classes, she saw one on sword making. She thought about Vidda, smiled, and signed up. The teacher's name was David Skywater.

She entered the class on the first day and glanced around, wondering which one was the teacher. One of the other students pointed him out. He was standing with his back to the room, writing on the blackboard. He looked familar. As he turned around, she realized it was Vidda!!!
He saw her then and opened his arms. Juliette stayed where she was, not quite sure what to do.

"When I found out where you went to college. I couldn't stay away" Vidda said, his eyes on her face. "When this position opened up, it was like a sign from God that we were meant to be together. I hope you feel the same way." Juliette said,"When you left, I felt lost and more than a little sad. Now that you're here, I'm finally home." They both realized their summer love was a love for all seasons.


  1. Steamy! Nice upgrade to this and I'm sure the Bard would be jealous :)

  2. hot!summer love can be so fleeting, forgotten int he coming seasons. glad fate intervened.

  3. Ahhh, so he re-worked "David" into "Vidda?" Pretentious son of a...! I give it two months.

    I'M KIDDING! Excellent story, actually. Glad you made it "Juliette" instead of "Juliet," too. Nice way to reference "Romeo and Juliet" without getting too far into coincidences.

  4. to subtorp77 My first attempt at a love scene.

    To Brian But what about the song? Really, I wrote that!

    To Silver Fox A+ for noticing the name game.

    Ty you all. Feel free to check out the rest of my blog and leave comments (hint,hint,lol)

  5. well written and fun. summer should be about summer love...

  6. I enjoyed that very much!
    Summer love....hmmmmmmm.

  7. Summer love always seemed to involve alcohol.

    Lots and lots of alcohol.

  8. Summmer lovin', had me a blast! ;)

    Great post!

  9. But the question that must always be asked, is there any truth to this tale? Also, I loved the song, did you write it? Oh, so many questions, so little typing time! LOL!

  10. T'is only a tale of mine own weaving. Yes, I wrote the song. Ty for noticing, everyone else got sidetracked by the lovemaking, lol

  11. Nice post. It's my first time visiting and I definitely be back. Alas, I never had a summer love but at least I can live vicariously through this story.

  12. lol. you're intro reminded me of that Grease theme Summer Lovin. :D It's a great song to sing at Karaoke. Haha.

    It'll be weird though to be dating your teacher. :p

  13. Okay, is there something wrong with me since I thought you wrote the song. It went so well with the rest of the story. And it seemed about her love affair with the married man. Married men having affairs suck, is what I got out of the story, but that one can find true love when lucky enough to meet the right man. Sorry, must be watching too much news lately with all these married men having affairs. I always wonder what is wrong with the women who have them with the married man and then wonder why the same man cheats on her. I have never understood those women and sadly I have no sympathy for them when the same thing happens to them. It takes two to cheat. Uh oh, sorry again. I truly need to quit watching the news.

    Twas a great story, for the bard would be proud to see how his stories are continuting on throughout the years and there is no end to them. I love how you have updated it and changed it but somehow kept it the same.

    God bless and happy TT.

  14. Nope, just very observant. I did write the song. She didn't know he was married. When she found out and asked him if he was planning to get a divorce, he said she was just a little diversion. She then left him.

    Ty for your lovely comments. I too was dating a man who said he was divorced only to find out he was still married(I was only 16). I told him to come back when he was single. I never heard from him again. Good riddance to bad rubbish

    Still working on the music for this one. Meant to be country western.