had to changingup rearrange his vernacular

when things stared him in the face he cant blink  can Not see

                                                                   onceseen cant unsee

maybe not changeup

                       an augmentation

bitchslap had to remain

couldnt toss it wholesale to the side  discarded

                                                    might need it again   someday

enter

       Brookeslapped

more pleasant than it sounds

it simmered a longwhile before brought to a suddendeserving Boil

                                                                       onceseen cant unsee

it struck him odd that pool parties he attended as he got older had nothing to do with the pool

he was invited

                 accepted

conversations alcohol  flowed

the majority of people wearing unwet swimsuit worked their way into the house

he swam

Brooke sunbathed

he had the pool to himselfwhich was dandy

he liked Brooke exactly where she was

                                          on a chaise lounge wearing a pink thong

her tannedfanny was built for a thong

                                         on the Seventh Day Gawd must have created it for her ass

Are you going to quit swimming, quit with the laps?

they only knew of each other through others met oncebriefly prior

Theres plenty of room if youd like to swim

   No. This isn’t a swimsuit.  I thought we’d get to know each other better, but how can we do that if you’re swimming.

Ill tellyawha Im not tired

                          Howbout this Ill proposeyou propose  a subject subjects an when I return havin given it some thought  well discuss

that was how then next halfhour fifty minutes progressed

she laughed

Im being serious

Go on. or That’s impossible. or You’re crazy!

                                              she had a delicious gay laugh deep dimples which he dug  the laps bought him time to conjure the ridiculous their chain was continuous  engaging

   Arya gonna come in

I’m . no . this isn’t a swimsuit . . we’re . . . we’re spending the night. he forgot she had a boyfriend I think I’ll go in.  I’d rather shower. 

Ill join you her head tipped birdlike

                                         Im spending the night too

Lemme take five fast laps

   absently Five.  she stood pickedup a diaphanous shell to cloak herself

                                                                  Five.  I’m counting.

coming out the shallow end she accurately tossed him a towel she took from the cabana

Thank you

Can’t have you dripping all over the house.

Straight shot inanup the stairs Brooke

You’ll drip.

I wont

        toweled off

Awright lead on right behind you There is a God

   she smiled coyly You won’t lead?

OhHellno

          he winked Id rather follow No matter yare a wonder from every angle

I’m a wonder?

I wonder

then silently likely each in their own headhe was in his they crossed the wide flagstone patio to eight steps up onto the deep porch

mesmerised he hot on her tail two steps shy of the deckshe stopped he banged into her almost knocked her over

Jesus kiddo taillights  Excuse me  Pullup short tap the brakes

she laughed playfully gloriously  Gotcha.

                                            he caught her dimplestheir reflection off the slidingglass doors  shed sipped mojitos to his beers poolside

inside they crossed the great room and went behind a vast sectional to the flight of carpeted steps leading upstairs crossing behind it she pulledup again

he walked into her again

                           she laughed before he got Taillights out

starting up she sped up the steps

                                    landing  the bathroom was directly across an eightfoot hallway that seconded as a gallery family photos interspersed with small objet d’art paintings

feeling like a kid he sped after her

threetwo steps shy of the hall she hit the brakes again

                                                          he cracked her on the ass

and because they were enclosed  ceiling and walls  the CRACK sounded louder than he had actually cracked her

she didnt OWspun to face him her smile remained laughter gurgled in her throat

You provoked me

backing into the bathroom she asked Shower?

                                                      You promised.

I said Id join you

                   Come in

   No.  You promised.

if he promised he promised

neverever went back on his word

   in the shower

                    An open relationship  No shit

2300ish,  Sunday,  14  4. 24

1247,  day-between-2-Ts,  17  4. 24