24.9.17





he hadnt expectedunexpected  he lived his lifeevolved around unexpected thingsthings that glared at himthings that others either out of hand negated or were disinterested in not worth the moment or a hesitation to ponder
they didnt elicit any kind of curiosity
                              he may have been a shade more curious  although he was also aware he tore holes in aspects of his curiosity

if many were curious about something  that commonness of their curiosity stricken his

he devalued it  was prejudiced

it seemed obvious that everyone should appreciate their prejudices otherwise they wouldnt have them  would they  would he


he walked in the street near its gutter

they were unsubstantial  rural West gutters

the gutters in Chicago were pronounced an apron a curb intermittent storm drains circular cast iron sewer covers marked by the foundries where they were forged
Substantial

this gutter was nothing but an edge to the paved road loose dirt gravel fallen leaves

above it a live oak shed

among the brittle rustcoloured collected leaves lay a pair of thin silver panties

with the toe of his boot he opened themhe was curious  and as expected the crotch was stained  stained enthusiastically was his guess

he also guessed whoever she was wasnt an idiotif he dug deeper into the shed hed find a spent rubber

he dispensed many of his own on roadsides secluded parking lots lovers lanes not interested in having a bastardknock on wood  no strangers yet knocked on his door called him Daddy

however he wasnt wont to discard their panties say trophies


I found a pair of womans panties in your jacket pocket

Dont look disgusted Maw  I do my own laundry  You stick your nose in where it doesnt belong unneeded unwanted  Ya poke around an likely youll find something unsavory to your person

I was being helpfu . .
. . If you were being helpful there was no reason to say anything to mejust fold the panties up and laid them with my other laundry on the bed  I dont go through your things

That said  thank you for doing my laundry


she glared at him probably thinking because it worked with his younger brothers and sisters it would move or render himbring him around to her way of thinking  NO  sometimes her thinking was illconsidered outright toxic

he was the eldest

his constitution formed in her absence while her back-to-back-to-back maternities apparently coerced his siblings

he couldnt be compelled

he owned everything he decided

he might have called it decideicide  bundled uptied with a ribbons and bows akin to homicide matricide patricide  however times were that his old man wasnt around much

decideicide  a stutter 
                 he stuttered as a youngster
later he understood that maybe he shouldnt have lost itshouldnt have rocked his individuality and confidence
a stutterer a feisty woman confided to him gave great head                                                                                
he could find no reason to doubt her




the thin silver metalliclooking panties
                            made him curious if she wore a matching bra

she would have been a beast undresseda beast  all about fucking on a residential street

he opted out on uncovering exposing the tossed rubber

he didnt want his considerable estimation of the woman to fall from favor


he had her a brunette  a tawny(thanks to racist Ben) coloured woman  strapped in    yanked out

his kind of woman
                          

1519,  Saturday,  23  9. 17
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Bruce Springsteen  Cover Me  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dkaSxmvZnGs

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