he had to have a bear suit

something akin to Smokey Bear sans the capthe Smokey inscribed beltbuckle the snug bluejeans a bucknaked an anatomically-incorrect bear suit

a brown bear

Griz
     it was his preference not prejewdice  Save your breath

he needed ithad to have it it was necessary

he didnt just want it

his wife godbless her was a freaking saint

she didnt question him

they always supported each othersupported the others needs

thats what people who love each other dowhat they provide

if either needed something the other pulled out all stops to help it happen

L O V E
        Stuff that in your pipe and smoke it

Not so fast you silly boy she saidcopping it from the Mothers – she knew she would pique him  You’re set on a Griz?

I am

Alright. Well then, curiously snough, I know exactly where we can go to get one.

she amazed him Yah

Yah, baby; you’ll have to trust me.

Trust Stop  Lead on

she smiled it was a curious smile  he wasnt going to ask  everyone has their mysteries if we didnt have our little secretsthey were utterly exposed wed bore each other to death 

she certainly had hers

he returned her smile Youre something else babe

You arent telling me something I don’t know.

No Im not More I dont know an I dont mind

You’re a good boy.

An youre sensational

Thank you.

they got into their car and rolled out into the countrysidewent over dirt roads  she got him turned around an getting him turned around was half the gamegetting him lost getting him that he couldnt track back where they were

Where the fuck are we 

You lost?

Yah  But you know I dont mind being lost

No you don’t. 

We’re almost there.

Thatd be between lost and thoroughly lost

I imagine.

he nodded  affirmed

she smileddimpled up real big   

Say love  I owe you a huge kiss when we stop movin

You do.

You wont have to remind me

Never have.

he smiled he wished he had dimples

within ten minutes they rolled up on a decrepit homestead a faded babyblue Ford pickup stood under a shabby lean-to hung off a leaning barn how they hadnt fallen over was beyond him

she killed the engine

he slid across the benchtook her in his arms and kissinggroped her too 

she giggled  he kissed her deeper and quieted that

he got hard

he released her

she patted his laphis cock Save that for later, baby; we’re on an errand.

Yah he croaked its yours later

she smiled devilishly On our way home.

she patted him once moregave him a squeeze 

Yah he closed his eyestilled his mind with blueseas icefloats penguins  fuckin tuxedos always flattened his heart rate

she leaned on the horn it planed outdidnt catch or echo off of anythingdissipating into the arid disused fields didnt even rattle the slack barbed wire

he watched the doorway beyond the screen door the front door was apparently pulled backaside way back on its hinges or it wasnt there

a grizzled old man one strap of his bluejean overall over a shoulder a stained longsleeved thermal probably held up by the single strap appeared

he smiled a broken tooth smile through the screen then held up a finger he disappeared back into the maw

his wife didnt say anything to him

he didnt say anything to her

they sat waiting

he finally came out onto the porch

the toes of his boots curled up  

he walked like they were too big for him

he waved

when he waved his wife got out of the car and made a beeline for him

Hey, girlie! he heard him say

his wife left her door open the keys in the ignition 

he slipped out her side

as he approached the old man and his wife they were chatting amiably familiarly

he didnt know him from Adam

Ernie his wife said as she stepped aside as he came up on themshe hadnt looked to see him approach This is my husband, Joe.

Ernie stuck his hand out like it was loaded on a spring Joe.

he took his hand Ernie

Wifey tells me yare lookin for a bar outfit.

that stunned him a might

I am

Well, she brought ya to the right place; I knows where we can go to get ya one.

Go  Not here

Here? Why would I have a bar outfit here? I got outfits, just not bar outfits. We’ll roll another fivesix minutes from here; sure Wally’s got one yall like, that’ll fit ya.

that was an assumption he thought I hope so

Wally loves his bar; he’ll fix ya up, won’t cost ya an arm an a leg, ya know, ya being a fellow enthusiast.

Huh maybe he was an enthusiast  he hadnt given it any thought beyond needing a bear getup

We’ll take my truck. If I tried to give ya directions I’d just gitya lost; sometimes the words come out wrong. Best to shaddup and roll, like a duck to water, duck cant tell ya how to git there either, smells it.

they werent rolling a minutehis wife sat between them and he was thoroughly lost  dust smoked everything

he didnt say so Great place to lose a dead body

Ernie was spot on

six minutes

but whos counting he was

Dis be da place! Wally! Ernie cried

Fuckin carbon copy he thought  their homes might have been part of a tract project

Ernie asif reading his mind I shared my blueprint with Wally when he arrived out here. That way Im able to find the can; Wally’s a miserable hoarder, shit stacked everywhere, but damn if it aint insulated, staves off the cold when it gets cold; I hang with him when it gets inclimate.

Inclimate Enthusiast he wouldnt have guessed Ernie knew the words Quit with your judging he thought Who the fuck are you

chastised he put it away

Lookin for Griz, yah?  he hadnt even taken Wallys hand

Yah Thank you

I prefer black bar; Griz overrated.

Sew em, myself; keeps me mighty busy. If I had to depend on black bar though, I’d starve. Come in.

hoarder floor to ceiling piers pylons walls  fuckin neatly stackeddamn near organic  asif they grew there

Y’let me know ya need the can said Ernie Sorry, I apologise, city folk, the facilities.

He can go shit or piss in da field said Wally Needs fertilizing. 

Wally winked at him

However I can helpIm happy to

Excuse me said Wally I’ll be back; I’m positive I got just what ya need.

damn if he didnt knock it out of the park like it was custom made he admired himself in a full length mirror slivered between two stacks of newspapers This fits like it was made it for me

Saw ya coming, boy, saw ya in a dream. Glad ya dragged yer feet before saying anything to yer wife. Few days earlier it wouldnt’ve been finished.

it was reasonable as his wife said 

he didnt have to have her negotiate for him

on the way homehowever she found her way he told her to pull the car over  Get your ass in the backseat baby

they went over the back of the benchseat

he thought they might bounce the car off its tiresflipping it

in the golden hour the sun setting a stripe of sunlight across her face and breasts those marvelous breasts she said breathlessly  Wow, that was a sensational fuck. Want to treat me again later tonight?

Your wish is my command

it wasnt the first time he thought his wife was a witch

0901,  Reggae Friday,  20  9. 19

1444,  Reggae Friday,  27  9. 19

The Mothers  What Kind of Girls Do You Think We Are etcetera etcetera etcetera  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1DHHMuuluxA

The Eagles  Witchy Woman  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RJY2fX3pVM8