Lay Lady Lay (Crush x two)
I was in my fourth year at High School and she was in the year above me. In my opinion she was perfection, that and the largest set of mammary glands in the whole school. Add unobtainable to the equation due to her attraction to "older boys". I felt thwarted for almost the whole year!

Roll on the last two week's of term, she was leaving, planning on University and I was doomed to an empty year of study for my highers without the presence of the cause of my almost constant hard on. I'd never felt so low in my life....

There was a campfire in the local glen planned for the Saturday night, the usual cider, smoke and guitars. Long haired hippy types, Neil Young style patched denims, checked shirts, kaftans, smock blouses, patchouli oil and incense...and her! On her own and unattached! The engorgement was almost instant!

Unable to play it cool and aware that everyone who knew me was privy to my "crush" I fucked off from the crowd, guitar in hand and decided to have a pipe of some very lovely lebanese on the periphery, hoping I would be ignored.

Ten minutes later, suitably spaced, I was pissing about with the guitar, playing the intro from "Stairway to Heaven" (oh, the the shame of it now)and I smelled her beside me. It was a peaches and cream, strawberry mix which I knew was her, and once again, the twitching trouser monster threatened to betray me.

"Can you play Lay Lady Lay?" was all she said. Not being a big Dylan fan I stuttered my inability and the next word's stopped me in my tracks!

"If you can learn it before the end of term I'll fuck you"!

Talk about motivation! Bugger me blind if I was not instantly straight, mouth gaping open and closed goldfish style and the rabbit eyes caught in the high beams. She casually walked away and the night sort of fizzled off from there on in.

Except, I had a purpose! Next morning, I headed straight of to my mates house and borrowed his brothers copy of "Nashville Skyline" and spent just about every waking moment for three days learning and perfecting a song that I did not really care for.

At lunchtime on the last day of term, I plucked up the courage to walk across the common room, eyes starting to follow me with much nudging and pointing at me from around the area. "I've learned it" was all I could stammer.

A smile was my reward! That was it! Fuck me, I'd blown it, and was now the subject of much ridicule from my peers.

The afternoon thereafter was a depressing slow moving torture which could not end quick enough. the bell went and I was off the blocks like an Olympic sprinter, but not quick enough to avoid her....

I really had no idea what happened next, all I remember is walking out of the school, dimly aware of a clutched note that was passed to me. Once free from the younger oiks and sure that none of my friends was about I opened the note.

"I'll come round to yours about 7:30 tonight"

Bloody hell! Get in there! Then the logistics sank in. Although my mother was not at home, my sister and three brothers almost certainly would be. Sis was not so bad, she declared that she was on her way out stay at a mates house. That left the boys! Three quid and a mission for the purchase of Fish and Chips sorted that one out!

The appointed hour arrived, I as usual acted like a spastic mong until showtime. Somehow, I managed it, played the song, remembered the words and finished with a flourish I never knew I was capable off.

Then it started. I'm not SpankyHanky so there's no need to embellish the tale with "facts" but it was awesome!

Afterwards, she admitted that even if I could not play the song we would have ended up sharing that evening. It was then I discovered that the "crush" had been mutual, my acting shy to avoid her finding out and her acting "grown up" to avoid me finding out.

We were devastated to discover we had wasted a year, somehow things were exponentially blown out of proportion and making up for the lost time was the most important thing on our minds for months after.

Sadly, as with all good things, after two and a bit years we drifted apart, she transferred from Glasgow University to St Andrews and I ended up working offshore. We remained friends, but, to this day, I have never forgotten the power involved in the teenage crush.

Probably the biggest single emotion that you will experience until adulthood swings at you!
( fagilliD Fuck I'm good!, Sat 7 Nov 2009, 3:46, 6 replies)

That was lovely
Have a clickie...
( ousgg is not seeking approval, Sat 7 Nov 2009, 15:03, closed)

Awwwwwwwwwww
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(Obi wanker nobi Its not a bug, its an unexpected feature, Sun 8 Nov 2009, 12:20, closed)

You lucky shite
It hasn't worked out like that for me
(SoneMe, Sun 8 Nov 2009, 16:19, closed)

Cracking story, well written
*click*

As for 'Lay Lady Lay', I prefer the Magnet and Gemma Hayes version, off 'Mr & Mrs Smith'.
( Agnostic Antichrist Baltimora, Mon 9 Nov 2009, 9:01, closed)

Thanks for the messages
To this day it still pisses me off that I could have been getting laid loving a year earlier.
( fagilliD Fuck I'm good!, Mon 9 Nov 2009, 11:09, closed)