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Monday, October 15, 2018

WAKE FOR A GOOD FRIEND

WAKE FOR A GOOD FRIEND



“I HAVE ALL YOUR BOOKS!” she said . AND SO THIS PRAYER AT THE WAKE OF A FRIEND


I went to a really terrific party the other night.

It was the wake of a woman I loved  ( and I still do

love her – I didn’t know it ’til Yesterday.)


No one told me she was even sick. But she designed her own wake, all by herself in the hospital.


This is the down side

of being a hermit…

You don’t hear the news about anything

Or any one. (The “anyone” bit is bad, the hearing news of anyone.)


Anyway, I went to the party. And Kathy had laid a big free bar on for all her family and friends.


I hadn’t seen a woman in months. So after a few double shots of vodka & a little pretend mix, I met this fine looking woman in the kitchen.


I’m standing beside her with my hand on her ass.


It was a gorgeous ass and I couldn’t let it go.

I was staring into her eyes and she was staring right back into mine.


I said, staring into her eyes all the while, and not letting go of anything: ” You’ll have to excuse me,

I’m a horrible lecher.”

                 She took a step towards me. I could feel her

belly against mine, staring into my eyes  with considerable heat.

She said: “No… You’re a pretty terrific lecher.”


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