Eyes

Eyes

A Story by Michael Gentry

I felt them again, those eye's that seem to just appear over the water. The hypnotic gaze from some distant time, were they hers?? Were the fates showing me the eyes of the woman who would some day be the one to tame my heart and body?? Or was it something more, some malicious seer who wanted to torment me?? What ever it was, good or evil, I needed to either find the woman who's eyes blazed like mine, or the b*****d who thought to joke at my expense.

Deciding to clear my head, to focus my attention before trying to find the owner of those eyes, eyes the same color and intensity as my own. Flashing my on my suit and my board next to me, I take the bar of Sex Wax and went to work coating the board. After I finished coating the board I ran out into the surf and began to paddle out for my first set.


After surfing for three hours, those eyes never leaving me once the entire time. Reaching the shore after my last set, I turn back towards the water and see what looks like admiration reflected back at me. With my thoughts more focused and my body relaxed I reach out and touched the ether searching for the body that belongs to those eyes.

After searching all the known realms for the owner of those eyes and finding nothing but more questions, I dropped back into myself and found the eyes were no longer over the water watching me. With an aching in my heart I could not explain I made my way back up the beach to my house. Leaning the board against the wall just inside the entry way, I headed upstairs to shower, those eyes never leaving my thoughts the entire time.

Switching on my Ipod to break up the silence, I'm pleasantly surprise when one of the bands from Dante's club starts. Eisenfunk's Pong invades my senses as my body starts moving to the music. As the song ends I switch off my Ipod and wonder who Dante has playing at his club tonight, or if because it's a weekday instead of the weekend is it going to be just a DJ tonight.

The mischievous side of me just wants to show up at Dante's to see the reaction of the Were, but Dante has always played straight with me so I'll extend a small courtesy to him and call and let him know I'll be there tonight. I let him know that I'm only going to be there to enjoy a night out, that I will stay back in the shadows and not bother him or his patrons.

© 2014 Michael Gentry


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Added on May 16, 2014
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Michael Gentry
Michael Gentry

Los Banos, CA



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