kickycan wrote:I pulled my pants down quickly, without thought, and as my eyes wandered aimlessly, they were caught without warning. The image in the mirror on my closet door was like a dream in a fantasy world, the moment like a bullet, and within an instant, my whole world had changed.
You see, I had not known at the time how in love I was with my new Ecuadorian roommmate, nor how devoted she was to her Argentinian lover, Gabriela...
It was like a blast of ice in my face, a dark dive into uncharted, undiscovered waters...my ass was actually pulsating, and upon it I saw an image of my roommate Gia and her Argentinian friend with the jet black hair and the dark, penetrating eyes...they were dancing rythmically to the beats of Euro-trash dance music--some club down in South America somewhere, electronica bass filling my head...I saw them lean in close for that first of all first kisses in the humid, smoke-filled air...I was held in thrall at the sight of it, and could not help but move in tandem with the music that I imagined I was hearing during this erotic scene. I saw her raven-haired lover mouth the words, "un besito...un besito dell'amore..."
Gia's legs moved to the rhythm, deep house beats...something in which a snake could lose itself...their faces were inches from each other, the dance just a masquerade now, eyes living beings in need of satiation...they knew that their secret love was out.
Their lips met. Fifteen years of desire realized in an instant, fiery passions finally consumated. They knew that I was the first and only to know, and that I would keep their secret for them...a mere passerby, a non-entity in their world of heat and reverie and vision, and beauty...
"Un besito" I said, as I watched their lips close in and finally touch, that fire finally allowed to live and grow and become something more than mere heat and intuition, and I stared with feigned surprise as they kissed...
then I pulled my pants back up and said, "Holy ****, I have got such a hot ass!"
Wow, this is some seriously good writing. You're awesome, Kicky.
No problem. Seriously, you are my favorite writer.
Okay, now I'm starting to think you're just blowing smoke up my ass.
No, Really! You're better than John Knowles even!
Oh, you don't like my compliments? Well, go to hell then, a-hole!
One sided conversations with yourself Kicky?
I'll kill you!
<jumps on Kicky...melee ensues>
I wonder which kicky will win this one...
I'm betting on number one!
As far as I am concerned, the only thing that Gus should see on his ass is the imprint of my boot-tread!
We might all get a kick out of that Mr.Stillwater...
And I'm wondering what imprint has Penburry on his buttocks.
What an ass must Gus have, large enough to accomodate HUB CAP size marks. Wow!
A doctor friend of mine told me something that reminds me of this thread. A patient came to him with a frog growing out of his forehead. Shocked, the doctor exclaimed, "My God how did THAT happen?" The FROG answered, "I don't know; it began as a pimple on my butt."
