Monday, July 7, 2008
Space Walker Motherboard
There is tension between them. Neither your skin is taut. Years, even decades, have been together. They know their bodies, their scents and secrets. And here they are, at three in the morning, sharing a coffee while waiting for the night.
may have come to have a little privacy. To feel again couples and parents who do not secretly, whispering and mouths covered. You may have just begun to flow. She lives with her mother and gives you itching to go on their first meeting at his house. But no. Repeat. There is tension between them. This is not the first time. This is the calm of two bodies known, want.
-Love .- she says, stirring the coffee.
He raises his eyebrows lazy, waking up the dream of touching they shared. - Yes, darling? - Slipping between his lips. "I was thinking .-
she adds, leaving stir to bring the cup to his mouth" I think there's a girl at work that likes me .- says, to take a sip of coffee.
The man coughs. It happens this way, after all. The cough is more predictable response to something unexpected. - What? - Says, "How? Who?
-A new girl twenties. Do not know her .- she adds. Leave cup on the table. Puts a little more sugar. Stir. Take another sip. "Therefore, I was thinking in a fantasy I have ... - adds, unfinished, fully aware of the power that prayer has to be left unfinished.
He runs his hand through his hair. Contained in the middle of the action, pretend scratching. Settles into the chair and takes a calm expression. Or at least he tries. "Yes, what were you thinking?
"I want to see us.
-That the display.
The woman nods, somewhat embarrassed. - Is not it crazy?
The man sighs. I do not know whether to call it. But how ...? "You would know ...?
She sensed the question. I do not know how to propose something. But if the desire is, find its way.
His smile is from ear to ear. - What is desire?
She smiles in the same way. -No. But how passionate you are going to be today.
Tension has returned. How wonderful.
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