Robert Part II
Robert always has these fantastic romantic episodes that always seem to have him left leaving with his tail between his legs at the end. I know how he feels. That is what I told myself a couple hours ago.Okay, I will try my hand at story telling.
Dark out. The roads were winding and just me, myself, and I in my old pick up truck with dim lights. It is early spring the roads are clear but there is still snow on the ground. Listening to the radio on this long desolate road I have never been down before, a sharp corner arrives out of nowhere. I crank the wheel as sharp as I can get it, but yet, I see the edge of the road nearing and ultimately I come to a stop out in the middle of a country side field. ...just dark everywhere.
Luckily the truck still runs and drives and I begin to navigate the dark field hoping I do not lose sight of the road that I am trying to find a path to. There is this small hill I crest when I see a very tiny road leading in the direction I need to go in order to make it back on that dark road. There is a very old farm house, it looks abandoned with many small silver grey sun soaked wooden buildings.
I go down the hill and am nearing where my destination dark road is when the tiny road finally narrows to nothing...to just a small path that my truck will not fit through. I get out to walk through this path leading through some meticulously pruned shrubs. To find a beautiful European blond lady entering from the opposite side.
She must live here...she will be freaked to see me coming from her property. Not so. She was un-phased. I explain to her my situation. There was something about her...a look in her eye I noticed. We make it back to the truck and we both jump in and right away and out of nowhere I gave her a kiss. She was very receptive...and felt I needed to apologize explaining to her how I felt compelled to do that.
She explains to me that we need to go back the way I came in, up the hill. We turn around and start our way up the hill only to get up half way. We spin out with the snow. She explains how we need to pack down a trail first and keep attempting our way up the hill until we make it to the top. Now, working on our fifth attempt up the hill and talking about children, I turn to see her completely naked.
As I begin to suckle her and making it downward....and getting my first taste of her...I wake up.
Now I know what Robert feels like.
Comments (101)
I was mentioning the turkey ‘cause in your story, the blonde wanted you to check it for any giblets left inside the turkey. That’s all I innocently meant. The blonde didn’t mean for you to leave your hand in there for a half hour with a smile on your face.
Baseball players grab their giblets all the time, right there in public, on TV!
or..
Since what we really mean is conveyed with our body language and women are very in tune with that....they may as well be mind readers.
...question just occurred to me.
What are those? You can show me a picture I can check if I have.
I guess I got a couple of things that can be called giblets for the purpose of this conversation. ...Usha
“Clear your mind, you may?”
Oh no! You’re talking like Yoda now!
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Who the heck takes an hour in the shower?
Enjoy your weekend. it was fun chatting to you.
Enjoy your Sunday...and your lunch.
....very much enjoyed your company.
Sheesh! No privacy at all these days.
Thanks Usha, Johnny, for the fun chat. Have a nice day or night.
I just might write a short story titled, “Sparton” chapter 69 .. soon.
Maybe “Sparton: The case of the lady mind reader”
Or “The case of beer and service station hamburgers”
I wonder how Usha's Formula One racing went. I never would have guessed she was a fan.
But...the burger aspect of Sparton would go over great with the crowd here.
I was surprised at that too! Oh no, don’t tell me she’s one of those drivers, that if you’re the passenger, it feels like a roller coaster ride.. fast, fast turns and rarely uses the brakes!
I would need to be really dumb to take that stuff serious.
Lots of nice ladies out there,
and when they see me, they walk the other way.