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La verginità…via col vento

“Jan, Bobby? Are you sure you want to take these parts?” Ms Swanson was staring at the girl and boy sitting in the auditorium seats in front of her. “This is a very mature play and the roles are going to be tough.” she went on.

Jan glanced over at Bobby, who would be her leading man in the play. He was a boy she had never noticed before. She knew he played some instrument in the band, but that was about it. Nice looking, with longish brown hair. She couldn’t tell much about his body in the clothes he was wearing, but he seemed like a nice guy. She knew she’d have to kiss him during the play, and there was a scene that was supposed to look like they were making love. She was a little nervous about that.

For his part Bobby was petrified. Jan was a cheerleader, and one of the most popular girls in school. He had tried out for the play on a whim, but the part of a Confederate Cavalry officer who sneaks into town to see his girl friend was just the kind of thing he imagined himself to be… in his fantasies, anyway. He was more surprised than anyone when Ms Swanson called his name for the part. He too was thinking about the love scene and getting to kiss Jan. He was having a hard time breathing.

Both students nodded their heads. Ms Swanson sighed. Kids always thought they could do anything, but she wanted this production to be perfect. It was the first time the board had approved a play that had sexual overtones in it. Granted, the love scene took place under a blanket, ...

... but it had to go well and tastefully or they’d never let her do anything else like it – probably ever.

“OK, look, in this play you two are supposed to be a young couple who have secretly been in love for years. Jan your father is a rich plantation owner and Bobby, you come from common stock – blacksmithing. As such you were never supposed to even meet, much less fall in love. But you stole time together secretly for years and you must be able to communicate that to the audience. You have to convince them that you know each other intimately.” She realized the pun and blushed. “You know what I mean. Anyway, you two need to spend a lot of time together in the next month. Get to know each other – share secrets – try to BE the soldier and his sweetheart.”

Jan looked uncertainly at Bobby. Ms Swanson sighed again. “Look, it’s all pretend, OK? Just spend time together as much as possible and tell your friends it’s play practice. If it looks like you two aren’t going to be able to gel then I’ll have to find another pair.” She turned to talk to some of the other kids in the play.

Bobby turned to Jan and said “Hi, I’m Bobby McIntyre.”

Jan’s opinion of him went up a notch. Most guys tried to hit on her immediately. He was polite at least. And everybody in school knew her, yet he offered to let her introduce herself instead of assuming things about her. “And I’m Jan Thomas. Pleased to meet you… sweetheart” They both laughed.

“I’ve never done this before” he said.

“Oh, it’s ...