The story presented here is a fiction one may find familiar in the late 1970s and the 80s. The author reserves his copy right to not allow trans posting, publishing, or any other uses for commercial purposes without permission of the author.

A Love Story (3)

It was a warm early summer day. Yang took his students to the nearby dam for a swimming class as part of their PE curriculum since Yang had been a PE teacher on the side due to shortage of teachers in the rural area. It’s more like a free swimming session after a short instruction as to how to stroke and breathe properly from Yang. With a young and restless group of students, Yang was trying to enjoy the nature and swimming while instructing and correcting his students. It’s a time for male students to show off their physique and raw masculinity, and for the female students to show off their feminine attributes. Qiu was naturally the most attractive one with her snow white skin and alluring curves at all the right places, and with a petite yet a full figured body under a homemade swimming suit that could take one’s breath away. It’s only natural that the hormone of the youngsters made most of the male students peeking at her more, including Yang only that he tried to keep his cool as a teacher.

Jia appeared right when Yang was trying to show Qiu the right move for frog style. Jia came unannounced to surprise Yang and to accompany him back to the city. She was at first startled at the sheer beauty of Qiu. Then gathered her in a split second to tilt up her head a little while calling out for Yang, for she was too proud to acknowledge the beauty of a possible competition in her instinct to her triumph. Yang turned back to her in surprise, feeling a little awkward somehow.  So did all the students looking at Jia, who was beautiful, elegantly dressed, smiling with kind of arrogance from a city girl, definitely a hot standout girl daring to compete with and to win out any local beauties from the rural area. A quick thought went through Qiu’s mind that she doesn’t stand a chance to compete, but somehow she felt that Yang deserves better.

Jia kept her cool to greet her husband who’s still a little awkward. She purposely kissed him in public, an action that can be only seen in foreign movies at the time, to claim her possession of Yang. Feeling little embarrassed, Yang quickly got dressed and walked Jia to his dorm. A much expected happy reunion from Jia and a surprise to Yang turned out to be a fight, with both knowing it’s all about Qiu but not even a mention of Qiu. So they quarrel about something else. He’s complaining about how bossy she was, how he lost all his freedom and himself. She would nag at how ungrateful Yang was considering she’s loyal to him even when he’s kind of abandoned to the rural area, and how she loved him so much but only got a fractional back from him. After a sleepless night, Jia stormed out of Yang’s dorm in the morning, got on a train heading back to the city. It’s a due burst from Yang, feeling pushed, pressured, and not in control of his own destiny. 

Two weeks was long for Yang to finish up, not knowing what to expect from Jia when he got back to the city. There was uneasiness from Yang’s students towards him, since they all knew that their teacher had an unpleasant visit from his wife. Qiu kept on the same mood, with lunches and laundry as usual. She’s expecting nothing but to love him in her way for the last two weeks, may be out of a poor little desperation that Yang’s heart could still be won by her love.

To be continued.