“lawn croquet and lemonade”
on-line he was reading newspapers and magazine artickles written outside the of USA
he didnt read American papersnot
their crude Angles and Slants and Subjectivity OhMy! Run for the hills Dorothy objectivity was as rare as a kid today shooting
marbles
kids didnt have demonstrable dexterity
unless they were punching keysmanipulating joysticks he referred to his cock as a joystick he surprised more than his fair share of perhaps gullible female millennials
he put
their gaping jaws wideopen mouths to good use
Shame on him
or rather Shame on him if he
didnt
lawn croquet
he remembered fondly all the strip
games of croquet all the assured young women he played who felt their game would better his
he didnt think a naked man could
possibly exceed the beauty of a naked woman
he played to enforce that ideal
he played for the glorious joy of naked
women
he remembered too well running
around his bed over the top of itrunning around his bed over the top of it from
his mother who was in hot pursuit when she found him sprawled casually on his bed reading a Playboy
Maw Im reading an article!
who really read Playboy
artickles
he did frankly he did
he assumed they turned a decent
buckassumed that they turned their distinct attributes smartly to their benefit
Playboys corporate willowing must
have been intense sloucheseven
attractive slouches wouldnt pass muster
nonetheless with his mother chasing behind himhim yelling over
his shoulder Woudja stop already The female form is beauty Its artistry
incredibly it wasnt until the
fifth or sixth pass around the bend over his bed that it occurred to him to go out through
the open door and down the stairs leaving his mother in his dust if
you werent an adolescent
boy youd have no idea the difficulty of procuring a Playboy harder than buying booze
No of course you wouldnt
his interest in Playboy
waned in the early 70shis late teens when the Playboy models began
to physically augmented themselves
plastic surgery
in his abject assessment Whodafuck wanted a handful mouthful of a silicone or a saline tit he wanted the Real
McCoy he wanted the lopsidedthe differentsized
breasts daisywide aureoles stretchmarks longer nipples whichcuriously he found more abundant with
slight Asian women
no lemonade never
but he loved
croquet
he loved strip croquet
he may have loved that more than
rolling into neighbourhoods that had backyard swimming pools and skinnydipping from one to the next to the next
only a few girls he knew
were willing or athletic enough to hang with him
Christ
what a great fuckin youth he enjoyed all before college
all before his parents dropped him in it
when he preferred a road trip across country telling them if the Draft Board
tried to contact him they should let them know when he returnedif he
returned hed get back to them
a friend had warned him a letter from the brig that if he wanted to
fight the military fight from outside it
besides
GIs
Government-Issued
whod wanna belong lock stock and barrel
to any organisation throw aside their civil
rights
not him
no way
When Life gives you lemons . . no way he was making fucking lemonade
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