he was in the habit of saying
whenever he heard something either ludicrous or implausible or profane(saved
the best for last as he heard it least)
Blow me
Take me in your mouth
Suck my cock
granted it was spicy a bit long-winded halting it didnt flow but if pressed hed admit it was his
prerogative
A
seigniorage(but then theyd think he was speaking another language)
however on rare occasion in
accord with his remark it did lead to head him being pleasantly fellated frankly though more frequent than he
imagined(not that he was fishing for head)
he wasnt an unappetizing sexual
partner he made sure he gave as good as he got
(You dont give women head
Yes
you do)
yet he was forever astonished by
the bedroom tumbles that ensued
grateful though still astonished
he didnt say it as often now
he was forced to deign to more lengthy
exposition vitriolic smeared with disdain and because he was uncompromising genuine
his genuineness was usually respected
he didnt say it as often now
because for the last eight years he curbed himself his remark because he thoroughly
enjoyed his vital creative partner
he wouldnt dare risk their relationship
by saying so to another woman which wasnt to say he relented when commenting
to men which infuriated them demeaned their manhood exceeding even referencing them as
bitch(which he didnt do he refused he hardwired himself not to demean
women unless truly provoked)
which also wasnt to say on
occasion that he wasnt a little bit tempted to rail against an attractive woman
who spoke out of her ass
he fell to saying Christ youre so full of horseshit despite knowing he was settling
but that he was willing to settle
to compromise quietly spoke volumes to him of what their relationship meant
what she meant to him
he wasnt one to hold his tongue
1634, Twosday,
20 12. 16
“Pascal’s tragic religious
vision: ‘Imagine a number of men in chains, all condemned to death, some of
whom are executed daily in sight of the rest; then those who are left see their
own fate in that of their fellows, and regarding each other with sorrow and
without hope, wait till their turn comes: this is a picture of man’s condition.’”
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