Falling Whispers, Love & Curses by Trixie Archer

Author:Trixie Archer [Archer, Trixie]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Tags: Lesbian fiction
Publisher: Trixie Archer
Published: 2014-06-10T00:00:00+00:00

Throughout my life, I had never before been outfitted in such a grand manner. My tennis dress was a professional sport’s design. The brim blocked the sun from view, but was not restrictive, and the tennis shoes were light, supportive and felt as if they were made specifically for my feet. The racquet was a foreign brand and ridiculously expensive, the equivalent of six months of rent for my Lincoln Park apartment.

I smiled as Dora sauntered onto the court. Her hair was tied back almost so tightly that the arch of her eyebrows were stuck in a surprised expression. Unlike my light colored clothing, she chose darker colors that I believed no matter what the garment’s fabric blend, it was certain to absorb heat. Although the earth tones flattered her beautiful olive complexion and dark hair color, the choice was impractical.

“Are you ready for this?” Dora asked all serious.

“I just want to warn you, it’s been a while since I’ve last played tennis. I’m not even sure if I remember how.”

“Oh, you Americans, always full of excuses as to why you can’t do something.”

I nodded trying to ignore Dora’s lip. She was of coarse goading me.

“Can we warm up a bit? Seriously, I’m out of practice.”

Dora shrugged her shoulders as if she was saying “so what” in response.

“Okay then,” I said with a tone of frustration. “Let’s toss to see who serves first.”

A few people meandered to the bleachers and perched themselves. Dora Alavaro was well known and it was my guess they were hoping to witness her competitive nature.

Dora bounced the ball on the surface a few times, tossed it into the air and swung heavy in perfect form. It was apparent that she knew what she was doing and had probably spent many hours throughout her life playing.

The ball however hit the net and fell in on her side. Dora made a face. She repeated the pattern and in a blink the ball went sailing over to my side, so swiftly that I missed it.

“Lucky shot,” I announced.

Dora smirked as she moved to the other line and began tapping the ball onto the surface. “15 love.” She said with great pride. I could sense by her attitude she was thinking that I would be an easy conquest.

This time when she served, I lobbed it back. The ball was in but the arch and speed of the return gave the impression of a weak player.

Dora slammed the ball back. Again, I countered with a slow, high lob.

Dora slammed the ball back cross court.

I positioned the ball to land just on the outside of the net in the front upper corner. Even though the ball was returned in a slow speed, it was impossible for her to make it in time. Two bounces and the point was mine.

“That was a lucky shot!” Dora exclaimed as the group behind us cheered.

Dora won the first game and the second but the third game I managed a win. With each game, I returned

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