Modesty I don’t want anyone to feel the beauty I hide inside me no one can come near it without hurting it. I have a bloomed lily inside me without any shadow on its face it has never longed for lust nor ever anyone has kissed it. I have inside me a rose that balances on its own flame and as a holocaust it keeps silent and blesses. I have inside me an ambivalent daisy with its ever agreeing heart that sways in its loneliness and adorns its own beauty and I have other symbols flowers and others that intoxicate yet the most delicate ones bloom only in their imagination. The beauty I hide inside me no one ever will feel if one hurts it a fool he’d be and he won’t even regret it.
Trying to remember everything that Tanya had taught him about reining in the last two months, Joel quietly walked the big buckskin into the arena and took his position just outside of the end gate. After nodding to the judge, he began his run into the show pen. He could not remember feeling so nervous, but he knew that he couldn’t let that get in his way. He needed to focus on everything that Tanya had taught him. Sure, he wasn’t on a 100,000-dollar horse and, sure, he wasn’t accompanied by his own cheering section, but he had a good horse and had worked hard to learn everything he could. He had put a lot of miles on the buckskin, not only in the training arena, but also out in the wide-open spaces, and if anyone was going to get a great performance out of this horse, Joel knew that would be him. Besides, if they were going to take full advantage of the quality breeding in their horses, it would sure help to get a few nice wins on the three-year-olds—the buckskin and the palomino had shown them enough to earn the right to be there. Leaving these thoughts behind, Joel ran the buckskin through the gate and accelerated into the middle of the arena. With an incredible blast of raw acceleration and a long run down, the buckskin executed an awesome sliding stop that went on so far that it looked like the horse was gliding on Teflon. Once the buckskin came to a stop, Joel reined the horse to the left, ran him back down the arena, and executed another excellent sliding stop, which hurled dirt into the faces of the crowd standing at the fence. Joel rolled the horse back to the right, quickly moving him at a gallop past center, and then cued him to stop. This third sliding stop was immediately followed by a quick reverse to center with the horse backing effortlessly. Joel and the buckskin had everyone’s attention—the buzz of the crowd had quieted and all eyes focused on the horse and rider. At the center of the arena, Joel waited for a few seconds to allow the buckskin to rest and Joel to calm himself. Then, with a gentle shift of the reins, Joel asked for the gelding to spin. With a burst of energy, the buckskin executed four spins to the right
He dialed Rebecca’s number first. Her pleasant voice delighted him when she answered. It was a voice Eteo likened to a mixture of honey and birdsong, both of which he loved. “Would you be able to drop by for a few minutes, Eteo?” she asked. “The annual report for Redama Resources is ready. Come and have a look at it, and let’s make sure we haven’t forgotten anything.” Rebecca always consulted him before she filed reports on Redama with the regulators and other authorities. Eteo had brought this file to her and she regarded him as the guiding force behind the company, whose directors, two engineers with little financial background between them, didn’t know much about these filings. Eteo had seen many over the years and knew how to peruse them quickly. “I could come anytime, Rebecca. How is your own schedule?” “I’m free for the next hour. Could you come over now?” As usual Eteo had hardly anything to do by this point in his day. He would have left in half an hour anyway, so he confirmed that he would walk over soon. It was only two blocks down to the 1177 West Hastings tower and a quick elevator ride up to the 21st floor where the Horton and Musgrave offices were located. Ten minutes later, after telling Helena where he was going and that he would not be back that day, he was sitting at Horton and Musgrave’s reception. He only had to wait a minute before Rebecca appeared and extended her hand, which Eteo squeezed warmly and held perhaps a moment longer than would have been customary between business colleagues. Rebecca told the receptionist to hold her calls and took Eteo to her office. He sat down opposite her and she handed over the file. It took Eteo only a couple of minutes to be satisfied that everything that needed to be said was there. When he handed the papers back he noticed that Rebecca’s hand felt hot and sweaty, and when he got up to leave, she gave him her hand again. He pulled her closer and found no resistance at all. Instead Rebecca almost fell into his arms and returned his deep kiss with equal passion. Her breathing became fast and excited and Eteo felt his groin’s hot desire for the body of this attractive young lawyer, who was exploring his mouth with her tongue and obviously eager for more and more of him. His hands ran down her delicate body to her buttocks,
Manolis Aligizakis 