He saw me limping down the hallway and asked,”looks like you had a wonderful time, what happened?” When he said that I was instantly back to her bedroom and recalling the events of the previous evening…
We had placed a few pillows behind our backs up against the headboard. The lights were still low. The Coltrane CD had started back around. Man, is he ever timeless. With the warm glow that can only be felt from energy well spent, we were both smoking cigarettes and idly chit chatting about absolutely nothing of consequence. I noticed that we had both pulled our knees toward our chests. The result was two well formed tents, side by side in the sheets. Mine was a good bit taller than hers. My mind flitted back to childhood days when my parents would take me to the circus. I wondered which tent was more interesting. Was it the larger one with the 3 rings of non-stop entertainment, or the smaller one with all the made up freaks and hucksters trying to separate you and your money? Laughing to myself I wondered where the “tunnel of love” was.
It was at that point I slapped myself softly and she looked at me funny.
“Just a weird thought,” I explained.
My vision drifted down to my left arm. I realized that I had left my Rolex knock-off on. It surprised me that she had not complained, Continue reading “Bottle of Tequila”
