I was with my Mom, she was doing a sewing job for a friend of hers from work. We were at her friend's house, out in the rural outskirt of our town. It was summer time and I didn't have anything to keep my mind occupied. Mom's friend suggested I go down to the river and go fishing. I was all for the idea and immediately headed for the river. At my arrival, I was taken aback by the sight of a beautiful woman sitting on the bank. She looked over at my embarrassment and gave me a big smile. I was twelve years old, I think I fell in love the first minute I saw her. I think she was around in her mid-20's and wearing a almost see-through shirt. I thought she was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. I awkwardly gave her my best hello and tried to explain why I was there and who I was. She just kept smiling and suggested I try the water. I couldn't take my eyes off of her but I just decided to stay at the riverbank. I wondered how someone could leave a woman this pretty alone on such a hot and humid day. After stretching my fishing rod around for awhile to and fro, I finally got the courage to get closer to her for a better look. She had wonderful long auburn hair, eyes that melted my courage, and long smooth legs. Her shape made me stutter as I tried to speak with her. She was enjoying the moment, she spoke in a soft comforting way, always with that alluring smile. After awhile, she slipped into the water and began swimming around; finally she swam over where I am, continuing her sultry conversation. She stayed next to me for quite some time, I don't know how long, I hoped I was being nice. She swam to the edge, climbed out of the water and announced that she had to leave. The sight of her climbing out and the thought of her departing made me wonder why I felt the way I did. In a second, she was gone; I tried to follow, but she disappeared before I could see where she went. When I returned to where my Mom and her friends were, I kept looking around for that woman, but she was not there. The women were talking with each other about their sewing. Mom's friend asked me if I saw any fairies in the river. I muttered that I did and looked away. Both women laughed in a knowing way, continuing their conversation, saying that it was now time for Mom and me to return home. They kissed each other's cheeks and said goodbye, then we headed for our car. As we rode away, I kept looking back, hoping to get another glimpse of that woman by the river. I was very quiet on the ride home, lost in the new feelings that were running through my head.
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