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Return Of My First
By Tony Mike Nerone
Wednesday, April 16, 2003
Another Story Of What If?
We were only sixteen when we met.
She went to Walton high school. I went to DeWitt Clinton. We met on the subway train the #4 in fact. Both of us were heading south to 125th street to exchange trains for our route to home. She was so pretty, her name was Gerri. I had in my young life never met anyone as lovely as she. Her hair was long and as red as a Cardinal. Her eyes were blue. She was Italian/Irish, just like me. After 3 months we lost our virginity to each other. I had grown big and strong, and had learned to fight well. Gerri liked that because she always felt secure. I was still having troubles in my Mothers house, she hated my guts, maybe because my Father died. So her and her low life brother Carmine took it out on me. The battering had stopped because I could now brake my uncle in two. But my Mother still caused me grief. Sadly at 17, I got my Mother to sign consent for me. I enlisted in the Navy and was gone in a week. I said goodbye to Gerri after a night of complete passion. We did it all, I am surprised she did not get pregnant as we were as fertile as can be.
My life in the Navy was going well, but then the bad news came. I received a letter from Gerri. It was titled Dear Tony Mike, but it could have been Dear John. The contents said she met a pre-med student at Columbia were she was pre-law. The heartbrake was immense, just like when my Dad died I cried and did not care who saw me. The remainder of my Navy career was whoring. They were who I wanted to fuck. No love was needed I just wanted to get layed.
After my tour was over I met Marie, we loved for a year and married. She wanted out of her home, her Father was a real S.O.B.
We had my boy Steve, one year later, and then my baby girl Lisa two years later. I worked hard as an IBM machine operator. While my wife stayed home supposing to be a housewife. Of which she did not do well. But I was happy to come home because of Steve, and Lisa. They meant everything to me.
After 10 years and 8 months, Marie said to me. I want a divorce, She had a girlfriend she loved, she told me as crushing as could ever be. I never loved you she said as she left me with Steve, and Lisa
it was okay, I was used to rejection by then. I expected it then and still do today.
I raised my children alone, however my sister Rita helped me immensely whenever it needed to be.
Steve and Lisa grew as I did and moved on. Steve enlisted into the marines while Lisa went to Hunter College got her degree, to be a paralegal.
Part Two The Surprise
After my kids moved on I wanted something different, a new job. I had been promoted at work to middle management. After 18 months I got tired of sitting behind a desk, and wanted to be free. I had a friend who graduated from Williams College, he said there was an opening as a concierge at the Williams Club. The club was for it's alumni.Their were some wealthy members, the salary was good plus it had it's perks.
I had been working there a year and was pleased with the job. I had asked for and was accommodated to work 2-10 PM. They were great hours because as a single man at that time the age of 44, I was still able to mess around and womanize. Even though I was cynical of women, I still adored them.
One night I decided to go straight home, I was still living in the Bronx, so I had a long trip home.
When I first entered the train it was half empty of people going home from work. At the second train stop 59th street, mostly all of the passengers got off, and the train filled with new passengers. I had my head down as I was in thought. Someone sat down next to me, it was a woman and her scent was familiar. I felt her presence as she spoke aloud. Hi Tony, I heard her say. I looked to my side the face was indeed familiar. It was Gerri. 30 years had come and gone, and with all the subway trains in New York City we met again on this one. I became mesmerized again by her stunning blue eyes. To my surprise she leaned to me and kissed me softly on my lips. I missed you my darling she said to me. I should have never let you go. I took the words with a grain of salt. Because so much time had passed.
But my love for her was still in my heart. we talked of old times with our eyes locked onto each other. I was still aroused by my first love, and I believe she was too.
Suddenly she arose and said Tony darling here is my business card, call me please. She departed the train at 96th street. After kissing me with her mouth open and slightly submerging her tongue into my mouth.
As my train pulled out of her station I looked at her card it read Geraldine Vittorio-Larsen
Attorney at Law.
I took the card crumbled it with my hand and threw it out the opened window.
As my train sped off into the night.
Tony Mike Nerone
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|Reviewed by Boukes Tinka
|okay here goes!!
I have read something like this awhile ago...it has the ability to take your mind on a traintrip frome loneliness to ectasy......I see you yourself as the train with a self help strategy hidden behind it......and covered up in the cloth of divorce....
And very well penned down with an opening to add on to it as you wish in future
|Reviewed by Tinka Boukes
|this was a very nice traintrip you took me on