I was pretty young. I . He 8. This guy, he was so hot. I can’t give you his real name. He had a girlfriend. And it was almost my time but the time before I was so drunk I don’t know if I did. I wanted this guy to know I liked him. So I played a practical joke on him, with his bike– his motorcycle. That bike was the beginning and end. He would clean it with a toothbrush. It was a Triumph. I even have a photo of myself sitting on it. It was a beautiful bike, with a Navy blue metal flake gas tank. So I got one of those little packets of ketchup you get out of those fast food places, and I put one on the spot you have to kick to start the bike. It splattered and at first he got pissed off there was ketchup allover his wheels. And then he found out it was me, and he said “Oh, it’s Eleanor,’ and that let him know I was interested. It was summer vacation. It happened in a treehouse, in the middle of nowhere, on the edge of a suburban development that went off into these meadows. I grew up in Pennsylvania. So it wasn’t really wilderness, but as close as you can get. This had been building up for a couple of days that we were going to do this, so we rode his motorcycle out and we climbed up into this tree house. It was like a slab of plywood in this big beautiful tree. It had a rope and steps built into the tree. He had a blanket and a little thing of flowers, it was so sweet and so romantic. We really liked each other and we got busy right away. We were naked and we were up there all afternoon. You could smell flowers and here the birds. And it was pretty idyllic. After we were done, he said, ” I have to go down to my bike and get my cigarettes.” So he went down and I kind of like dozed off. And he snuck back up without walking me and took my clothes. He took my clothes he left me a note, saying “You’re beautiful and you’re adorable. Call me.” And if he started the bike I would have woken up. So he must have walked the bike out to the edge of the treeline so he didn’t alert me to the fact that he was actually splitting. The reason he did this was I’d played that practical joke on him. And his bike. So I was in a meadow stuck in this tree. Naked. I sat there for like I don’t know how long. Thinking, okay he’s going to come back. He didn’t come back. I was screwed, so to speak.
And then I heard voices. Voices of girls. I realized it was my sister and two of her friends. They’d walk out there to drink beer and smoke cigarettes. And my sister says, “Oh my God, are you naked?” And I told her I was. And so between the three of them, one of them had a shirt with a bathing suit under it. The other had a halter top on the bathing suit under it. So among the three of them, I had this outfit pieced together. Later that night he came by my house and said, “I came back for you. And you weren’t there.” And I wouldn’t tell him how I got home. I had to let him think I walked home naked. We did it again. This was something that lasted two weeks. It was the end of the summer.
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