Posted: Sep 6, 08 8:35pm
Criticize, condemn, or complain. I need it!
A Glass of Wine Spilled
He looked up as his wife walked into the room, on her way to the kitchen.“Reading?” Her eyebrows raised, she was still in her terrycloth robe.
“ Yeah It’s something you do with books and magazines. It’s kinda like a computer, Only you can’t scroll down, and you have to turn pages by hand.”
She wrinkled her nose at him, “Funny!”
He watched her walk back towards the den, nice behind mostly obscured by the thick robe, conflicting thoughts swirling….Be nice if she stopped and talked for awhile….Wonder if he’s still chatting….Must be awful late (or early?) where he lives.
Last night they had talked in bed for hours, though he had to work early. Over and over again. Around and around its circular route… It’s not hurting you…You should be happy I finally found a hobby I like!… I’ll never even see him!…He’s on the other side of the world!…. It’s just harmless fun!
They had finally held each other and had made quite passionate love. Of course she was on a new kick about lovemaking without orgasms… It was exciting, but more than a little bit frustrating…. "Supposed to give you energy all day or something!"
He turned back to his article, but it was just words. He groped for the glass of wine he was nursing (mainly because it wasn’t that great). Turned towards it to make a better connection. He noticed her notes sitting on the table about the trip they were planning to Europe. A word caught his attention. Australia?
He picked up the paper and a computer itinerary fell out.







