Exhaustion had dissolved as desire rose through his loneliness. He began to fantasize what might have been.
How long ago was it? How many weeks, days, hours.... That I was still in Springfield. Waiting for this night?
The darkness outside was fathoms less. We silently kissed each others lips, then clasped hands as we departed to The Italian restaurant. Of all the women in the world only this one could take this complex life and make it something wonderfully simple.
As we faced each other, candle light gave a new gloss to casual encounter. We did not need to flirt or show off in order to be understood. We were two boats that had navigated the ocean and had trained us both in the same restraints and rules of conduct. We were two complete strangers who could sympathize completely.
As midnight approached, my own tenacious dreams began to insist on becoming real. We went to a cheap, clean hotel. The bed was king size, the room was conscious of our motives. We quietly took off our clothes. Anything that needed saying had long ago been said. I hung My pants carefully in the closet. We took turns in the bath. As I waited for her, I was calm enough to take out my phone and run through the missed calls... Among them, one seemed to mock me.
It was the telephone number of "C".
We had been together for years, we lay a certain distance from each other in bed. Only our fingers were intertwined.... We wanted to stretch desire to the limit... Like wine, the longer it was kept, the stronger it would become. When I saw that her eyes were again filled with terror and felt her body brace to meet the high tide, I felt again the erotic stimulation of a gun aimed at my head.... Life had not been so harsh to me after all.
Submission date : 12AUG11
