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October, 2004




10/28/04-Maria our desks first opposite then adjoining flirtatious in the workplace driven by chemical forces more urgently compelling than her proper catholic upbringing showing me a case by bending over suggestively nearly rubbing her right breast against my left shoulder close enough I feel its heat her jeans so tight they conform in outer contours to the shape of her mons veneris without a millimeter of clearance her perfume faint alluring more subtle than she now sitting next to me in the clinic waiting room as she tells me she has a sore spot an itch and wonders if I might reach it and if my finger might be the right size grabbing as she asks my middle right finger in her delicate left hand and turning toward me her mouth close to mine red and moist her breath warm mingling with mine as she pulls my hand and extended finger toward her lowering it and parting her legs her untied hospital gown falling open in front she pulls me my finger toward her lowers it her legs parting just enough do you think she whispers you might try her eyes on my eyes my mouth it's been sore so long gently yet insistently almost childlike she leads then presses my finger into her wet waiting tenderness I find I have a swollen soreness opposite hers our chairs stretching out becoming one I lean in toward her our fevered tongues now touching all but consuming each other my finger lowering fitting into her smoothly sliding feeling faster a bit more roughly and she anon releasing my hand turning her face flushed lowers herself and grasps my engorged member with her perfect I awaken ten years older the dog on the bed between my wife and me disoriented at first I roll to the side sit up do my foot exercises and finally stand then walk in at length to take a leak another morning has begun...




10/9/04-Our lives are like the brief lodging sojourns of tidy, yet nonchalant travelers. When we check-in, we don't know how long we'll stay. And when we check-out, we leave no trace...

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