he hadeveryone has a method to their madness

   routine 

             he had divined his routeblazed his trail  only if he beckoned a change a reordering did he take it 

                                                                                                                    she said So as she crawled under the enormous diningroom table cloaked beneath a crispwhite embroidered tablecloth did you have a plan for bringing me up here? he hadnt she seemed to have followed him although he didnt discourage her

maybe he should formulate one 

like a salesman she had one foot in the door

he watched her pleasinglyround fanny disappear under the cloth

                                                                       she wasnt his kindnot really however he was intrigued  she packed a fantastic shape on her small framelucky if she broke five feet she was tawny blackhair Mexican maybeIndian 

Well? her voice muffled she shook the chair that stood directly before him What’s the plan? seemed there was a pout in her voiceperhaps a seduction on life support 

                                               a woman with demands under an heirloom table that belonged to the family but that none of the them wanted  he had room they said  It’s Mom’s.

                                                                                  family twists wrists 

Are you pouting

Maybe I am . . I thought you wanted to play with me.

   Play 

         I love to play

Good. 

       Then make up a game and I’ll play, we’ll play.

Youre entering an subterranean underwater grotto Leave your clothing behind it was his game he wasnt asking Push them out between the legs of the chair in front of me

sounded like she sighed 

                           Ohmy . . it’s getting warm.

Warm Is it my little heathen   Very warm

Yes.

he began to hear little grunts from beneath the table between the pedestals the chair legs it was a confined space she bangedup against Ouch them on occasion he saw her feet shins calves 

                                                                            then her bundle presented                             

You feelin better  cooler

Yes.  Cooler. 

               If I stretched out spread . my legsmy arms . I’d feel better. Unencumbered.  

You can do whatever you wish  youre a nymph a naiad  

                                                           Youre unconstrainednothing  nothing  can hold you back

I could emerge?

Nothings stopping you

Can I make myself invisible?

Youre a female spirit you can do anything

I am making myself invisible.

I understand

Remove the impediment from before you.  her game she wasnt asking

Yes he snatched it away by its arms

she emerged head first

she had taken the ties out of her hair

it was long unbrushed unfurled in curly strands  hung like seaweed

she crawled slowly

her shoulders

the furrow of her spine 

Venus dimples

roundbottom

completely emerged she held an arm up for him to take

taking her by the forearm she lifted her headtheir eyes met  she smiled

as he helped her stand 

                            I’m invisible.

he groaned in his throat

standing close to himher full breasts at his belly she began unbuttoning his shirt I’m making you invisible too. I love your game.

0904,  Monday,  15  8. 22

1000,  Twosday,  16  8. 22

Nelly  Hot in Herre  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GeZZr_p6vB8 

Gioacchino Pagliei  The Naiads, 1881  Naiadshttps://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Naiad#/media/File:Gioacchino_Pagliei_-_The_Naiads,_1881.JPG