Happy Birthday Corry

Corry lay in bed listening to the rain which tumbled down from the grey sky bouncing off the rooftops and cascading down to the sodden road. It was his birthday tomorrow and he couldn’t sleep with the excitement. 13, the big 1 3, he was going to be a teenager at last. A June baby, he was one of the last in his year to turn 13, so tomorrow would be a real coming of age.

He wondered what his mum and dad had bought him. He knew what he wanted but he didn’t dear dream that there’d be an iPad waiting for him in the morning. And Lisa, his little sister was so cute with birthdays, she always came up with something nice, but his parents, his sister, his  grandparents who would stuff a tenner in an envelope, none of them would be able to get him what he really wanted. And that was to see a real live girl ... naked. All his friends claimed they had, Billy had seen his sister’s friend Lucy when she had stayed over at his house, while Shane had been on holiday to the South of France where the beach was full of them – or so he said. But Corry had never seen one, never ever but how could he ask for that for his birthday?

The rain of the previous night had given way to bright sunshine, Corry didn’t remember falling asleep but he must have because his mum was waking him up with a cup of tea and a pile of post. A bundle of birthday cards.

‘Open those and then come downstairs, there might be one or two things for you there,’ his mum said with a smile. Corry often thought his mum was more excited about his birthdays than he was. He sat up in bed and she sat on the edge of it beaming at him as he opened the envelopes. Then she ruffled his hair and left him to get up, understanding his need for privacy now he was growing up.

Corry was sitting in his room smiling and playing with his iPad mini. He couldn’t believe his eyes when he’d unwrapped the box and seen the Apple logo. He’d hoped but he’d never believed it could come true. But it had.

He was sitting in his window playing Angry Birds and hoping he’d catch a glimpse of Georgie, the girl next door. Georgie was 17 and beautiful, spikey black hair and lovely shoulders. From his room he could look down into her parents’ garden and every now and then she’d pop out to hang the washing or water the plants. He’d just completed level 5 when he saw her, but today she was not doing chores, today she was carrying a sunbed and wearing the smallest bikini Corry had ever seen. Corry’s sparkling new iPad was forgotten as he was transfixed by the sight of this wonderful dark-skinned girl setting up her sunbed and lying face down on it. She was lovely and had perfect skin and of that wasn't enough she then reached around and undid her bikini. Corry’s tongue nearly hit the floor.

Corry watched, transfixed by this vision of beauty.

‘Turn over, turn over, turn over,’ he mumbled under his breath, willing Georgie to reveal herself to him and give him the best birthday ever.

‘Corry, you ready love?’ His mother’s voice jolted Corry back into reality. Crap they were going to see Granny and then stop off at the shops so he could spend his birthday money. By why now, why now?

‘A couple of minutes mum.’ he could hear the desperation in his voice.  ‘Turn over,’ he mumbled again, putting his shoes on without taking his eyes off his nearly naked neighbour.

‘C’mon it’s time to go.’ His mum's voice echoed up the stairs, she was getting impatient. Corry reluctantly stood up and left his sentry post, he grabbed his coat and took one last look at the Venus in the garden below, ‘turn over’ he willed her one last time. Just then Georgie fidgeted, she stretched and yawned and turned herself over, wriggling a little getting herself comfortable and then closing her eyes and letting the hot sun beat down on her naked breasts.

Corry's smile was bigger than when he had first seen the iPad.

‘Happy Birthday Corry’ he quietly mumbled to himself.