Abner and I are having coffee on the deck this morning at 6:30 AM, admiring the blue ocean, discussing our future and why we still haven't had sex. 

 

I haven't thought about - much at least - sleeping with him because our talks are so satisfying, but if we kissed or spooned at this moment I know it would be all over, that my panties would sail across the bedroom, over the moon forever...Life without panties...

 

We levitate when we get bored sitting, walking or standing, usually at night when the other beach dwellers are asleep and especially when the moon is full which it will be tonight. 

 

As he flavors his coffee with Tabasco, a tablespoon of sea salt and six overly generous puffs of nondairy hazelnut creamer, we decide that tonight will be perfect for flying, then he says, "I want to make love to you after the flying."

 

Abner is slightly above average in looks, has a triangular patch of black hair that runs from the waistband of his red swim trunks to his tan navel which I've been curious about, but sexier than this is the unusual mind behind dark eyes which are peeling away my Levi's at the moment, eyes like hands, then he explains why we should no longer wait, "You do realize that I'm in love with you, but also, Miroals must copulate daily when in love or we lose our sense of taste and smell...and body hair."

 

Loving an alien will be complicated.

 

 

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Comment by Edward Dean on May 24, 2012 at 2:11pm

Great piece!!!!.......(pun intended:)

Comment by Cita on May 23, 2012 at 2:01pm

Not silly... brilliant.  Made me have writer's envy.  And I am sooooo on board with the Life without Panties tour.  Thank you, Gita, for inviting me.

Comment by Mike Handley on May 23, 2012 at 11:23am

I love it when you hoist your freak flag. 

Comment by Stephen Torelli on May 22, 2012 at 8:33pm

Nice tale and I just wrote one about an alien yet with a different take... serendipitous.    

Comment by Angela on May 22, 2012 at 8:05pm

What a strange joy.

Gita - I want to be the girl with the tambourine that never really does anything.

Comment by Teresa on May 22, 2012 at 7:03am

@Gita ~ I've been digging around my 6S attic.  I've saved some crazy drafts.  So if you see some odd stuff for a while, it's dusty and has only see the light of day because I felt sorry for it...;-)  No, no Abner.  A similar name.  A devil boy.

Comment by Gita on May 22, 2012 at 1:29am

Life Without Panties would be a great name for an all-girl band! You, Angela, Bolton, Amy, Kristine, Sandra, Julia and me on tour.

But I digress: This was lots of fun to read and for some reason the name Abner rings familiar. Did you have an Abner in your life at some point? I seem to recall...  As he flavors his coffee with Tabasco,  got my attention. What mound did that come from?  :-)

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