he sanghummed hummedsang the same over and over incompletely
looping in his
head
was washing her stationwagon absent
from far off he heard . . . song. . what song is that?
he returned Oh hey
Song Yes
Yes. smiled lazily What song, Joe?
Jaclyn if you knew Id shit
Andy Williams he
hinted
she shook her head no Not the singer the song.
Moon River
The words tune you’ve snatched
are nice.
Snatched I like tha
she smiled amused conspiratorial
Did Williams write it
No He sang it
Johnny
Mercer Henry Mancini
Other singers who covered it?
No no Mercer wrote the lyrics Mancini the music
Collaborated. her eyes brightening saying more
Yes They did replied
with his eyes
smiling
pleasingly appealingly Like Lennon and McCartney.
Yes conspirators songwriters Although Beatles
music included George an Ringo George Martin producer arranger an on Geoff Emerick sound engineer They were the fifth Beatle or fifth an sixth Together they crushed prior musical concepts
he
winked Authentic
a long fingered hand to her
throat Thank you.
Thank you
they met at her cousins birthday
party on a sunny Saturday afternoon
he wasnt invitedwas walking by
had surprise visited a buddy and
his family
they surprised himhad plans
he had time to kill
theyd meet at the house at dinner
the sounds the barbecue emanating
from the backyard were too enticing
a handmade Happy Birthday, Stacie!
banner laced the shrubs beneath a large livingroom window
she approached him
he had a bottle of Guinness in hand
Say . . .
Say wha
Say . . I'm not familiar with you.
Im a friend of a friend of Stacies
he dug the smile bemused
tintwicked that swept her face as she narrowed one
beautiful green eye deftly eyelined into an Egyptian cat eye mascara
end of cosmetics
Some balls. Friend.
still covert
Joe he extended his hand
she accepted it Jaclyn.
Awfully nice to meet you
she nodded
Who’s the friend of a
friend?
Jaclyn
Ah. nodded Stacie’s my cousin.
You don say
I do.
Then Id say given family dynamics
these days its awesome when cousins consider themselves more consider themselves friends
Hasnt been my experience
Although we shouldnt let ones
experiences colour everyone elses Keep
an open mind
I have an open mind.
Given our
openmindedness, would you like to get out of here.
Ive only just arrived
she took the stout from his hand
I need my car washed.
he was washing her stationwagon
When you finish I’d like to take
you somewhere.
Five minutes Inside ten
Ill drain roll
up the hose put everything back into the garage
I’ll be inside.
Before you come for me push the front bench back all the way, I’d like you to drive where we’re
going.
Where were going Sounds mysterious
I am.
Happy to oblige
it was more than ten minutes the front
seat stubborn but figured it hadnt been recessed in a long time being her
car
the seat protested Aw woudya shaddup
it finally
relented
on the rear concrete stepup stoop
he rapped on the screen door he liked that it was relaxed slapped against the doorjamb under his knuckles wasnt a tightfit an older house
RIGHT
THERE.
IM
RIGHT HERE
entering the
kitchen she came into view
Hiya.
Whoa Hi you
walking towards him she grabbed
the car keys off the cabinet counter shed
showered toweled her hair wore an emeraldgreen sundress that made her eyes pop it unbuttoned all the way down the front three buttons at the top were undonefell
aside like languidlapels revealing the swell of her breasts uncontained
You look fresh
Thank you.
he stepped backwards off the stoop
drawing the screen door with him
she locked the house door behind
her casually flit past him like a bird
You smell great
Thank you.
he followed her across the grass
to the car
she confused himopened the
drivers door
she saw his confusion
Keepin’
you on your toes?
You are
A woman can open a door for a man
can’t she?
She can
Have a seat.
he sat
she
leaned forward
he gazed at
her exposed breasts
Now.
Yes
she kissed him softly
This
ride . . .
Yes
You’re taking me on . . .
she kissed him again softlyever softer
Yes
she dropped the keys on the grass
We’re taking . . . nuzzled his
throat his ear
Yes
You’re
taking me here.
lifting her hem she was naked Open your pants.
Oh, dream maker, heart breaker,
wherever you’re goin’, I’m goin’ your way
kissing
him warmlygiggling into his mouth she got in
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