she came up on him without
hestitationemphatically
I know you, you know me, yes?
he looked her in the face freckledbrown skin black hair huge black expressive eyes
he had just entered the barhadnt
looked around
apparently
she was
I know weve met You do look famil . .
.
. I do?!
You do yes Though searching my mind from where
Yes. Yes. I don’t think, if you are who I think you are, where we met might
trouble you.
Trouble me
Yes. When we met . . er . it was at a sudden . .
you . ah . weren’t perturbed.
As a matter of fact you were
quite lovely, and gay.
Lovely and gay brutha youd think Id remember being bothsimultaneously and exactly where I was
she was eager
Do you want me to
share some hints?
This isnt ten questions is
it We have met
she laughed musically
Hints, hints,
not questions; and I’ll say inside of five you’ll recall; it’s fuckin’ unbelievable
. . my girlfriends are going to shit.
Inside five
Yes!
Wanna bet
A drink. I know you’re honest; I
wouldn’t have slept with you otherwi . .
. . Slept . . with
me
Yes.
I remember all the women Ive
slept with an . .
.
. Yes. You told me you’d never forget me; I cheated on my husband with
you.
Youre married
No.
Three hints
Yes.
This will knock it out of the
park, I mean BAM!
Bam
BAM!
he smiled largely wishing
now of all times he had a pair of ridiculously deep dimples as she did
maybe her enthusiasm was
rubbing off on him or he was thinking what drink he was going to order for her
to buy for him
BAM
YES.
Wait for it.
Waiting
You waited beautifully, stoically
perhaps, then too.
So I wasnt shabby
Nooo.
Thinking
‘bout it now, I’m getting moist. she cleared her throat
Moist
Moist.
she cleared her throat again
Keep
this up I may prematurely ejaculate
she burst into laughtershe didnt cover
her mouth
he was becoming very fond of her
she wasnt married
Okay. Thank you for being patient with me.
people had to wait turns to move
around them as they stood in the aisle completely obviously of everyone sliding
around them
civilly
Okay. Ready?
Getting stiffer by the min . .
.
. Stop! You’re, you’re distracting me . . . I wanna sa . .
. . An so do
I yer killin me here
she laughed again eyes growing wet
didnt cover her mouth her fuckin dimples impossibly deep
freckles
Okay, okay . . Okay.
she collected herselfquieted herself daubed her eyes with her fingertips and wiped
them on her scooped-necked blouse
Okay.
Okay
We made love in a huge, whitewood
baby crib, a crystal and driftwood mobile turning over our heads; you were
fascinated by it, I was on top, straddling you.
he didnt say whitewood baby crib
he said Yes yes I
remember
You do?
I
remember
Where
were we?
he stepped closely into herpushed
her hair out of her face and kissed her deeply
she kissed him back deeply
when their long deep kiss began
to urge them to do other things they
broke their clench
she smiled softly luminously
Where?
In my dream
And I, in my dream.
We shared a dream
We did.
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