You know how it is when youre
folding laundryyour mind wanders
No. I don’t I play music.
Playing music your mind doesnt wander
You singing
I don’t sing.
An playing music your mind doesnt
wander Doesnt music invoke memories its
a trigger for me a if you woud a soundtrack takes me back I remember good times
Remember bad ones too
No.
I can’t say that it does.
Are you purposefully being contrary
No.
Actually you are An often So we don agree
Passive aggressive
I disagree.
Of course you do
Nevermind
I’d like to hear what you thought.
Ships sailed Im gonna go
he
made a pouty face Did I hurt your feelings?
No You cant
But whaya really oughta do right now
is take a selfie have tha expression
made into an emoji you can use while texting
So cute
Just like
a chick
music box
what he thought while he folded
laundry
it just wandered in
made
him chuckle
the chuckle turned
into a laugh
the laugh into a near wipe-the-tears-from-his-eyes
he cracked himself up
JAYSUS pull it together man
met at a family picnic they were familiar but hadnt really connected
in the past
red beers helped
it was a hot day
as dusk fell they went for a walk
around the park lagoon
she stumbled
he missed the crook of her arm
she tumbled into the water
looked like the waterlilies
around her
it was shallow so he didnt jump
in to help her
his laughter also didnt help
standing at the edge of the lagoon
he held his hand out
she splashed the hell out of him
eventually amid
riotous laughter she took his hand
Youre wet
You’re as wet as
me.
he looked at his clothing
I am
My motel’s not far from here, it
has a laundry. We can walk, don’t imagine you’d want to get in your car wet.
Or a wee bit drunk
Or that.
Yah okay Lets stroll
it wasnt far
Tellya what.
Wha
I’ll shower, change my clothes, and
while you shower I can take our clothes launder them. There’s a robe in the
closet.
nothing in that sounded like seduction
or foreplay
yet
by the time the clothes were dry
several Jacks sipped
continued winning conversation
minimal furniture
the bed was inviting
I may be a bit rusty
Isn’t it like riding a bicycle?
One sits on a bike an yaint no
bike baby
again their laughter lubricated
them
he went down between her legs
her breath came faster as he
began to part her
he paused Yahear
tha pressed her legs together
What?
Didnt hear tha
No. Nothing.
Probably
nothing
began parting herSTOPPED pressed them together Ya
don hear tha
she looked at him
Im not hearing anything.
Hmmm
began parting her again stopped
slightly pried There
Tha
What?
No.
Nothing.
Listen
Ohyes definitely
What?
Zeppelin
What?
Rock
an Roll
What
of it?
Been
a long time been a long time been a long a lonely lonely lonely lonely lonely time Yes it has
Oh quiet.
he did
split her wide
like at the lagoon
she tumbled out of bed to escape his tonguelashing
was
like riding a bicycle
0826, Reggaefriday,
17 5. 24
1139, Saturday,
18 5. 24
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