A TALE TOLD TWICE


i turn the radio on

"....you've got your diamonds you've got your pretty clothes
the chauffeur drives your car and you let everybody know
but don't play with me because you're playing with fire...."

i turn the radio off

all the windows and the front door are open and i can see a
multitude and variety of crimson to green foilage shaking
in the wind. she comes from her bedroom down the stairs
walks to the kitchen table and picks up a stack of mail

i say " babe youre playing with fire "

she is thumbing the letters " are you talking to me ?"

i reply " babe youre really playing with fire and if you dont
watch out youre going to end up like nicole "

she is reading a postcard " who is nicole ?"

i look at her legs her gold striped miniskirt her breasts
and her mane of long thick hair

" youre playing with fire babe and you and me are going to
end up like o.j and nicole okay ?"

she turns the postcard over then puts it and the rest of
the mail on the table

" baby " she says and walks over to sit beside me on our sofa

she coos again " baby " her lips a few inches away

" baby you really dont want to kill me " she whispers
our lips meeting for the briefest moment " do you ?"

then kisses me again

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i turn the radio on

"....you've got your diamonds you've got your pretty clothes
the chauffeur drives your car and you let everybody know
but don't play with me because you're playing with fire...."

i turn the radio off

all the windows and the front door are open and i can see a
multitude and variety of crimson to green foilage shaking
in the wind. she comes from her bedroom down the stairs
walks to the kitchen table and picks up a stack of mail

i say " babe remember the story i told you i posted on a dating forum ?"

she is thumbing the letters " what about it ?"

i reply " it got deleted "

reading a postcard she says " oh yeah why ?"

i look at her legs her gold striped miniskirt her breasts
and her mane of long thick hair " dont know babe no reason given "

she turns the postcard over then puts it and the rest of the mail
on the table

" baby " she says and walks over to sit beside me on our sofa

she coos again " baby " her lips a few inches away

" baby you really dont want to leave me " she whispers
our lips meeting for the briefest moment " do you ?"

then kisses me again