Milan Stallion

A low grunt escaped her pretty pouted  lips. Exposing glimpses of pearly, straight teeth. Sure Gemma was pretty but she had a reserved aura about her which often meant she was overlooked in life. Exasperated she threw her weight into the subject. The suitcase. It was jam packed and she was not paying for any extra luggage. “Ugh” she was frustrated. As if on cue her phone on her bedside table vibrated. She sat on her lacy, floral pillow and picked up her phone.  “Talk to me Gemma” Todd usually not a morning person (even though it was nearing noon). He often lay about until midday after a night playing games on his computer. However he was awake, maybe she had made an impact leaving him. He had been trying to grab her attention daily. She hadn’t spoken to him for around a week now and she did miss him. But in that same thought she recalled a scene. A couple in embrace. An athletic body astride her boyfriend. They hadn’t even made it to a bedroom, they were on the stairs. So when Gemma entered Todd’s house the noise stirred them and she never forgot the look of pleasure on their faces. Leonie, was an i********: star in their town. She had to block her so as not to see the lithe body, freckled face, a beautiful smile which she had always found taunting anyway. No Leonie was not body shy. But then she knew that, Leonie didn’t cover up when Gemma came in and of course she had lacy, lingerie that made her look like a Victoria Secrets model. Her dark curls framing her high cheekbones almond shaped dark eyes. No hips Gemma had noticed, ugh, she had pangs of jealousy as she had plenty. Womanly hips, Todd had told her. Hmmm seems he didn’t mind what the hips were like.  She shook her head lightly whispering “anyway” to herself to try to banish these painful recollections. Yeah she wouldn’t be replying to Todd anytime soon. He had spent weeks pursuing her and she had spent weeks deliberating sleeping with him. She thought of herself as a good judge of character but in this instance she was wrong and it hurt and she was not going to be so careless again. This trip would do her the world of good, keep her mind occupied.  She sighed, she hadn’t quite convinced herself there. She got up off her bed to join her parents downstairs for lunch. She could smell fresh baked bread wafting to her room and her stomach was dragging her down there. Gemma came from a happy enough home. She was lucky to have what she needed but the town she lived in was getting boring, nothing changed, everyone knew one another’s business and no one seemed to move on. Her cousin had moved to London and was now seen as super glamorous and hardened despite being neither of those and largely unchanged. She couldn’t think why anyone from sunny Italy would want to visit here. Beautiful  rustic scenes running in her head of quiet markets selling figs and grapes. Mopeds scattered around sprawling streets with beige buildings,  lovely little balconies. Italy. It was calling to her. Not to mention the food, oh she could eat carbs for days but she ought not too she told herself. Since she had started to learn Italian she had dreamed of visiting. Well tomorrow was the day. And Todd can get lost she thought as her phone rang with his number on display.