Saturday, January 31, 2015
The Romance of RVing
Jixxy used ‘em and threw ‘em away!
Before Stella, that is. Her RV kept him around, and its
Friday Ritual.
He’d shower at the campground, chucking the robe
as soon he got back into the RV.
Thence, danced as she drove while glimpsing his
strenuous efforts in the jiggling mirror.
When he finally bowed, all-hair like a wet ape, she
usually spotted a quiet place to pull in.
After everything, the icy milk she had placed an hour
before in the tiny freezer, and her chocolate chip cookies,
still warm and aromatic in the airtight canister he had
bought at Home Depot.
And she had lined with waxed paper.
“They’re forever,” he mused, lightly burping, a
string of sweat beads on his upper lip, through
the milk there.
“As if we could wait!”
“Like us! You Sex Bomb!” concluded he.
Labels: cookies, Home Depot, milk, Romance, RV, sex, wet ape, wet hair
