whole lotta love

 

he crossed traffic the crosswalk ended at the toes of an embankment which was treedhad threefourfoot tall bushes as ground cover

              a path wound down from above cut by people like himself a shortcut  an from it a darkcomplexed girlnot a tall girla buxom girl exited the bushes like a bunny onto the street

                                                                     from above unseen he heard a woman calling after her Come on back, come back here, I want you to meet someone.

buxom turned back to the bushes with a bottom to match and cried I wanna get going.

You can go after you meet them.

buxom shorts were too short the longtorso black hoodie she wore barely covered their creeping

Alright, God alright. she went back up through the bushes where she exited

at the corner was a walkway a ramp that circumvented the parcel of trees and bushes he took it up to where buxom waswhere she shortcutted ignoring it and rather took the earthen path

a Starbucks operated at the top cars lined up waiting service via the drive-thru 

a black late-model Suburban waited twoback from making an order its rear drivers side door was open

                                                                                                             buxom leaned inher hands on the bench her fanny was taking healthy bits out of her shorts  plenty of cheeks for his viewing

the womanthe voice who called to her was inside the Suburban but obscured Get in the car.

I’ve said hello.

Get in the car. No girlie he thought not that way Get into the car.

I’d rather not. her shorts kept being chewed

Please. Get into the car. Nono not that way

buxom quit protesting and crawled in on her hands and knees

                                                                         maybe he should have something out loud  but she had fanny to go aroundWOW shed have to excavate rather than dig to save her shorts

 

walking beside the Suburbancutting in behind itbetween cars   beyond in auxiliary parking he discovered himself humming Shine on . shine on Harvest Moon . . .  had the door not been closed on her heels he would have been terribly tempted to crack her on the ass   last ass he saw like that he did

                                                                     that had been a whole lotta love

1344,  Saturday,  8  1. 22

Shine on Harvest Moon  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HCBWmI6vq_E 

Zeppelin  Whole Lotta Love   https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N4ssgEXc2rQ