In a Haze of Purple Red and Orange
By jerry_d._vilhotti
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A thunder blast accompanied by lightening were his wife's
words:
"What are you doing? That's your flesh and blood! What are you doing
animal - visitor of sheep pens?" She threw bread at him.
He peed out of his nose and defecated from his mouth as he stammered
looking as awkward as the man who had fallen from the thirtieth floor
from the Empire State Building who had been working just forty feet
away from him on the adjoining cloud.
"What? What? The leaf falling? That was only a damn accident!" He
called his hand a leaf and the touching of Tina's firm shapely ass a
falling.
The thunder and lightening continued forcing him to slam his wine
glass to the floor; shattering it into many pieces that became a
Titanic like iceberg growing from the linoleum. .. he was sitting upon
one of the shards as a little girl who was beginning to show breasts
with a "behind" that was taking on a sensuous shape took a seat way
high up onto his lap. She squirmed delicately; moving back and forth as
she reached for real or imaginary objects. He laughed trying very hard
to convince himself his daughter Tina was only two years old but all at
once she was the fifteen year old girl he had leafed at supper - which
is what his hand had become; a Tina who was bestowed with the
reputation of being the "knockout" of the whole vast neighborhood;
resembling at least two actresses whose faces were adorning silver
screens throughout the country. This Tina who was chosen as the beauty
queen among all the women on the good ship Catskill going up the Hudson
River by the rest of the people going out for a day in the sun. Then of
a sudden, she became older than he and without thinking he grabbed her
ass as she at the very same time was touching him and then held him in
both her hands; moving them like an elevator climbing to the sky. On
the tallest landing of the then tallest building in the world - where
King Kong was going to fall to his death - was where he wrestled the
girl-woman gently and lovingly to the concrete slab that was glowing
inside a deep purple heat the size of a large red-orange flame
....
His wife said: "What are you doing?" .... END
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