was listening to Bird reading there was a sharprap at his door
immediately irritated
him
couldnt
say the last time anyone knocked
if it wasnt for the music he wouldnt
have answeredwhich isnt to say he wasnt tempted
he set aside Baldwins Price of
the Ticket collected nonfiction stoodup went to the door
opening it
This had better be good
she didnt say she smiled
she
was unexpected
Hello
the screen door remained between them
Hi.
I was in the neighborhood.
Neighbourhood
Well . . . yes.
How did you know where I live
I asked.
Who
A mutual friend.
Not mutual no more
How can I help
you
she laughedbarked he
liked that knew she was no nonsense
Who says I need help?
Are you opening the
door?
Letting the right one in they
got highwatched it together
You could say that.
chuckled
Nobody comes around
I can be nobody
opening the screen for her
Not with tha body
Oh,
you’re sweet to notice.
he was getting hard
she noticed
stepping through the doorway she ran her hand up his thighcross his
crotch
I see you’re not the only one.
We welcome you
Begrudgingly.
Interrupted
Suppose I better make it good.
she kneeled
looked up at him
Ball’s in your court.
his blood was up from the
interruption
she compounded him
he unbuttoned his 501s
she yanked them down roughly
admired carnivore
looking up eyes met tugged smiled
lasciviously
Unexpected huh? I remember you said you liked it.
Good memory
she
kneeled her chenille bedspread he recalled with pleasure the imprint of it on
her back chuckled again
What?
Your chenille
she laughedhardgripped him so she
didnt fall over backwards
I dig the way your
mind works.
before he could say Shaddup she did
9PM, Sunday,
25 5. 08
0936, Monday,
5 8. 24
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