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"I like voluptuous women."
She raised a shapely eyebrow.
He looked sheepish and blushed.
She thought he was cute.
"What I meant is- I like women with meat on their bones. I like to hold a woman when I - you know- " He blushed again and shrugged.
She wanted to jump his bones. He pressed his thigh against hers. The crickets in the park whistled, the goldfish swam lazily in the pools and the smell of wet earth moistened by the roving sprinklers assailed her senses. A homeless tramp waved a brown papered bottle at them and hobbled away. It was close to midnight and she had left the party to go out with a friend of a friend. A remote friend.
Instead of coffee he took her to the park. He seemed safe- the boy next door type.
She let him close. She let him smell her hair. She blushed and felt breathless. His fingers lightly trailed over her breasts and she trembled when he pulled the neck of the blouse down and took the plump muscle out.
The nipple peaked like a ripe cherry in the cool air. He licked and she held the back of his head.
The hair on his nape was soft like the cotton from a warm quilt and his teeth hard. He bit and she swooned.
She felt her world churn. She bled from her nipple. He moved up to the base of her neck where the nerve rapped a silent tune and she bled some more. She was a river of pleasure. Death was a pleasure.
He wrapped her tenderly in his arms. Her first and only lover. He liked his women full waisted. There was more woman to hold, more blood, more memories and a warmer embrace even if the love lasted the sweetest shortest while.
The drunk hobo sang a Bob Dylan song close by. A bird fluttered overhead, the sprinklers rotated and the bats looked for sweet fruits. He laid his dead love gently on the park bench and kissed the soft skin one last time.
"So long my sweet." He whispered "Sleep well but know I loved you well if only for a few minutes."