Alan’s Erotic Adventure

Chapter 22 The Vergina Reservoir

As night fell, the whole Vergina Village melted into darkness.

The villagers had built a small waterpower station by digging a deep reservoir on top of a mountain. But

its generating capacity was not enough to meet the electricity needs of the village. Even with energy-

saving lamps, the electrical power was still not enough. So electricity cut was prevalent in the village.

It was too expensive to install utility poles in such a mountainous village. Electricity supply was still

tight, not to mention networks, mobile phone reception or television. The countryside was way lagged

behind the modern city in the quality of life. The villagers depended directly on agriculture for their

livelihood. They might not actually starve but they were very poor.

Alan put the flashlight in his pocket and stood in the dark peach orchard, waiting for Michelle.

There were no lights at night. It was pitch dark outside. So making love in public was common and

convenient here. A woman might have sex with another man on the way to the toilet while her husband

didn’t know at all.

Alan heard someone moaning in the peach orchard shortly after getting there. He wanted to follow the

sound, but Michelle turned up.

“Sorry, I am late,” said Michelle. Michelle was tall and beautiful, with long hair. This night she was

dressed in a black gown. She was more charming than Amy. Michelle was the most beautiful woman in

the village. She was stylish and not anything like a rural woman.

Actually rural women were not that conservative. They were unhappy about a marriage arranged by

their parents. They might not as blatant as urban women, but they also had affairs with men, even

some did that for benefits.

Perhaps they had sex with others every night but nobody knew. That was the true village.

“It’s OK, I've just arrived too,” said Alan. It was his first date in the poor village. He wore sportswear

instead of a suit, for it was strange to wear a suit in such a backward village.

Not far away, the moans were so loud that Michelle heard it distinctly. She felt embarrassed. It was her

first date too. Although she had lots of wooers, she had rejected them all.

She might not come here if Alan didn't ask her out to talk about the meaning of life.

“And what do you think we move to a better place?” said Michelle, “There is a meadow above, we will

have a good view of the village and look at the stars in the meadow. Why don't we go there?”

Alan agreed. He shone the flashlight around just in time to see a couple making love there. The peach

orchard looked more like a bordello. As soon as it was dark, it was home to many sexual partners.

A pair was enraged by Alan’s flashlight as the man stood up without even putting on his pants. “Fuck! Owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

Get away!”

Michelle looked closer and found that he was Marcus. “Sorry, Marcus. We're just passing by,” said

Michelle embarrassedly.

Marcus smiled at her when he recognized that the girl was Michelle. “So it's you! You come here to …”

said Marcus, pointing to Michelle and Alan.

Marcus thought the peach orchard was a heaven for lonely and hungry souls. They just pretended not

to see anything whenever they met someone they knew. This had been a game rule among the village

women.

Michelle knew Marcus had misunderstood her, “Marcus, shut up. We're really just passing by,” She

explained. Michelle was afraid that the rumor of her presence in a place would go through the village.

She grabbed Alan and fled.

A woman emerged from the dark when they left. “I have never thought that Michelle is a slut too! She

was so pretentious. Yuck!”

Marcus dragged his eyes away from Michelle. “Do you want to run after her?” The woman said

jealously and stamped on Marcus’s foot very hard.

Marcus squealed with pain and then he smiled foolishly, “Michelle is so beautiful, but who is that man? I

have never seen him before,” said Marcus.

“If you’re not gonna get it started, I’ll be going.” said the woman impatiently.

“Of course.” said Marcus. They then disappeared into darkness again.

Michelle didn’t slow down until they were far away from the peach orchard.

“Sorry, I did not know the situation around here,” said Alan honestly. If he knew what was going on

there, he would not choose the peach orchard as the place for their first date.

“It’s OK. I recognize the woman. She is the most well-known slut in the village for she gets fuck by

numerous guys,” said Michelle. She stopped worrying about the spreading of the rumor because they

were innocent.

Then Alan knew the woman was Cheney. She had chatted him up since Alan arrived. And she flirted

with Alan every time she saw him.

“Is she a widow or a left-behind woman?” said Alan in disgust.

“It is neither. Her husband seems too ingenuous. Everyone knows Cheney is lewd except her husband.

He is so stupid,” said Michelle. She vowed to herself to marry a well-educated man.

They soon came to the meadow and sat down. The whole village seemed looming in the moonlight.

Everything was quiet under the blinking stars.

“I was born in a small countryside and brought up in the city, just like you. After graduation, I came here

as a teacher. I have grown fond of here. If the school is disbanded, I will have to leave here, but I just

love here,” said Michelle sadly, “I hope every child can go to school. Do you have any idea?”

“The students are very intelligent despite the fact that they have a weak foundation. I will help them go

to high school. This is what I should do,” said Alan.

Michelle listened in silence. They taught the same class but were not that close. She thought Alan was

from the city and could not understand the how hard it was to live a life in a small village.

The village was so poor that a lot of teachers had left in less than three days of arrival and the children

knew all too well. They even played jokes on the teachers from the city. Alan was highly educated and

everyone thought he was the same.

But they were wrong. Alan stuck it out. He loved the students and ate yucky food with them. He didn’t

look like a city man.

“I love the children too,” said Alan, turning his eyes on Michelle. She was pretty, very feminine and just

a little bit sexy.

Never judge a book by its cover. Some students were dressed like prostitutes while prostitutes were

dressed like students.

But Alan was not as noble as Michelle thought. He wanted to teach well the worst students to prove

himself, and of course he could hook up with the girls here.

Most importantly, Alan was in love with Amy, more exactly, loving to bed with her.

“I have some ideas to help the students. First, help their families. Second, improve methods of learning.

Third, arouse their enthusiasm in learning,” said Alan. He was used to getting the root of the problem

before solving it.

“Yes, you are right,” Michelle nodded.

Alan talked about his details and plans, including the quality of the food, a trip to the city and a spring

outing. He wrote down all the difficulties of the students faced. Michelle showed great admiration as

she was shocked by his effort.

“I've heard that you will run on the playground nakedly if the students are not the last one in the exam

among the county,” said Michelle.

“You know that?” Alan said, “It was just a throwaway remark.”

“Now everyone knows. They are really looking forward to the scene.” Michelle said and laughed

merrily. She had not been so happy for a long time.

“Do you want to see it too?” Alan said deliberately.

“Of course, I will if you dare!” said Michelle with laughter.

“I will take off my clothes now. Are you interested in my naked body?” said Alan, pretending not to be

afraid.

Unexpectedly, Michelle didn’t either run away or close her eyes. “Well, go on. I'm waiting for you,” said

Michelle.

Of course, Alan paused. He knew what kind of person Michelle was. She was not interested in a flirt.

Their relationship would not go any further if he stripped completely. He was a shrewd judge of women.

They had a long and happy conversation. On the way home, Alan could not help to pull her hand while

passing puddles, but Michelle shook off his hand.

Alan sent Michelle home, acting like a gentleman.

“It was nice to talk with you. See you tomorrow,” said Michelle.

“See you tomorrow,” said Alan. Michelle turned back with a happy smile as if she had fallen in

love.