pickup truck: Pt. 3

Avatar Author: lauren OH! I create profilactic balloon animals with my pinky toes. Sometimes I am a crazy wildchild pseudo-bohemian neohippie party animal. Other times I am not. Always and always I will lie stories like writers do. Be my friend? : ) Read Bio

He lit my cigarette first. For the next five minutes we leaned on each other, blowing smoke out the back and not speaking. Then he leaned over to pick his boxer briefs off the floor, and pulled them on. He tossed his smoked butt out the window, making sure it didn’t land on the tarp covering the truck bed, and then he looked at me with a little half-smile and said it.
“I may be quiet, but I love makin’ love.”
The words were punctuated by a slight Long Island twang, the kind of accent that comes from being in the same place for a really long time, and I was reminded of used car salesmen and Dads at peewee football games.
“Me too."
I couldn’t think of anything else to say. I was as inarticulate in the sack as I was in normal conversation. Some people just communicate with their bodies fucking better than they do with their lips talking.

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  1. Avatar Mighty-Joe Young (A.K.A Strong Coffee)(LoA)

    This was a great piece i loved everything about it.

  2. Avatar Nancy

    I enjoyed this – when I read the first one I pictured Long Island; was thrilled to see the reference in the third. Well-crafted.

  3. Avatar Krulltar

    I just hope he had protection, something like scotch guard, because some stains can be stubburn.
    Once again, this was good.

  4. Avatar The Fantastic Mister Fish

    this is great, you are a wonderful writer.
    i’d never have the audacity to post something like this, even though i’ve written stories like it before.
    i cant wait to read more great stories from you in the future!

  5. Avatar Mighty-Joe Young (A.K.A Strong Coffee)(LoA)

    see fish i told you, you would love this.
    Do i know you or what hehehehe.

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