MICHAEL E.

Mi gran amor cuando tenía 18 años fue un estudiante de medicina canadiense, Michael E. Trabajaba de ballenero en el norte de Canada durante los veranos. Salíamos juntos y una noche cuando me acompañó a la puerta de casa para darme el típico "good-night kiss", se lo dí. Vió que no sabía besar y nunca lo intentó de nuevo pero seguimos saliendo. Me respetaba. Yo, muerta de amor por él pero incapaz de hacerle entender que me ¡violara! (en el buen sentido...) siguió respetándome. De hecho me llamaba su "virhensiiita" (la única que conocía...). Eramos muy buenos amigos (lo seguimos siendo). En su residencia universitaria podían tener visitas femeninas hasta las 20:00. Muchas tardes pasé en su habitación hablando. Un dia que, HABLANDO, se nos pasó la hora, tuvimos que escaparnos a través de una ventana bajando de un arce que, gracias a Dios, o quien sea, estaba al lado de la misma como si fueramos fugitivos. Fue toda una aventura. Mientras Michael salía conmigo en plan platónico, tambien tenía otra amiga con la cual se acostaba. Sus compañeros de la resi, cuando el estaba con su amor, le ponían la canción de "MARIA, I just met a girl named MARIA..." de "West Side Story" que era la canción famosa del momento y a mi, en esa época todos me llamaban María...

My great love when I was eighteen was a Canadian medical student, Michael E., who worked as a whale hunter in the north of Canada in the summer. We used to go out together and once when he accompanied me to the door and was expecting the typical "good-night kiss" I kissed him. He realized that I didn't know how to kiss, but he kept asking me out. Although he didn't try it again. He respected me. I was crazy about him! but unable to let him know that I wanted him to rape! me (in a decent way). He kept respecting me. As a matter of fact he always called me his "virhensiita" (the only one he knew...). We were very good friends and still are. We often spent afternoons together just talking in his room at his students' residence. They were allowed female company but no one could stay after 20:00. One evening that we overstayed our time limit just TALKING, we had to escape, like fugitives, through a window and slide down a maple tree that, luckily, was right by the window . Quite an adventure! While Michael went out with me in a platonic way, he had another girl friend with whom he slept (fucked). His buddies at the residence whenever he was with her they would put the famous song of West Side Story "MARIA, I just met a girl named MARIA..." because, in Canada, everyone knew me as Maria...