(Press the key! Make it work for you as a silent slave or ardent lover would – and, as you know – more than willingly.)
Girl, are you deaf or do you always want to have the upper hand, palm or fingers – yes, whichever preferred?
We appear to be having a joust with sharp intentions. Either that an’ I fear it so, you’re already bored by my words.
Are YOU?
‘Seems cold, think a headache’s looming. Will make a hot drink – chocolate or tea for you? Shall I fetch your slippers?’
‘Sorry, we’ve run out of decaf’ – ordinary tea OK? Which would you prefer fruit cake or two cookies? No, not both!
Always been greedy.’
‘Why that look? There would have been a time when the cold would have had us on the sofa, not noticing the weather. We used to do all sorts, didn’t we!
And you can stop looking at me that way. You and I were more than what more than meant in those days. Feral we were and happily!’
‘Remember, woman!’
Let’s play that old game of ours, Speak no evil but have a great time listening and doing it. We got quite good at it – you more than me, you hussy!’ .. .. .. ..
We’re on deck, rain’s diluting the horizon; stars cower in space, lightning’s cutting its way with glee after glee. We’re alone. The orchestra’s playing
Stormy weather
We’re clinging to each other, your face buried in my saturated shirt; your back drenched, my hands trying to find you. ‘
‘Hey, what on earth are you doing, you can’t do that, Lia. Supposing someone appears, what then?’
Suddenly I became a half human-half mermaid.. laughing at your ever sane demeanour, dear rock dependable.
‘Come swim my ocean, come touch my back stroke. Shhhh, nobody will dare to come out here. Most will be moaning over their loo.’
‘Yeah and you, madam wants to moan with me, because of me and don’t care a damn if the ensign’s whistle sounds! ‘
