Hold onto your panties boys and girls 

                                       particularly those boys wearing panties  white cotton panties? or something in silk risqué

he was gifted silk boxers once upon a time and laundered and returned them the next day he explained it was like having a hand at his cock with his every step erections constricted in pants are a bitch 

                                                                                            I hope you can get your money back      

she said Really? I’ll have to give ‘em a go.

she telephoned the next day and thanked him

she donned them and took a public bus to Morro Bay and back the road is particularly bad pocked and potholed a rough ride 

            I came three times.

what could he say 

                    If you havent laundered them Id like em back

she laughedhad a wicked laugh all white chucklets pointy canines and deep dimples that he teased one day he was going to fuck 

              she never covered her mouth when she laughed  he adored her

 

déjà vu 

         Grrls and boys  ever have déjà vu looped three times in a dream an attractive naked Asian womansomewhat exercised by the remedial task of having to escort him through the building talked up her body (it was worth talking up  she was all about her titsher perfect nipples – she wasnt wrong) surprisingly he understood her dialect  she led dreaming-him (obviously -- hes the overseer) and him to a large weatheredwood door that opened inward to two rooms 

in the first room high-ceilinged is a kitchen  a large wood table  a chair at its head beneath a generous wideopen doublehung window  dreamed-him is drinking whisky from a large shallow petri dish and stirring a huge pot of soup on blueflame gas burner 

                       beyond is a second room  a bedroom  sparse  a bed dresser wardrobe  the beds unmade and a naked woman sleeps on her belly 

                                    and beyond is an opened sliding glass door that leads onto a paver patio and a sandyyellow beach  a warm green sea 

                                          the only variation in the dream is the outdoorsthe attitude of the waves  the swimmers and the vessels on the water

                                           a boat washes up onto the beach  the first two were a variety of wood rowboats  lastly a brilliantsilver large metal trough  long and rectangularly  when it bedded itself  unguided  as the others had on the beach the seasurf swells and thrashes its stern  tall waves crest and dump themselves into it

of the three he watched to see if maybe this time someone might be aboard 

no one rose 

             three empty boats

he went back to tending the soupsee if more vegetables or seasoning were needed

he was getting hungry

 

early AMish Monday,  28  12. 20

1604,  Monday,  28  12. 20