“I have never taken a sanity test… I tie my own shoelaces…

“I have never taken a sanity test… I tie my own shoelaces…

He said… Dare I use that word.. He drawled…

Ahhh… So cheesy! I thought to myself… Men don’t drawl.. Women don’t purr.. That stuff was made up by old maids who hadn’t been laid in years just so you could buy the novels and have indulgent orgasms during the mathematics lessons…

The truth is that men yell in loud deep hoarse voices which carry through the still night.. And women whine in thin gritting voices, cold eyes demand conversation and touch… Nobody looks like a movie… Usually there are two animals in the house, circling each other, wary, each one wanting to dominate the other, to prove its superiority..

He had the brightest most piercing blue eyes I had ever seen. I avoided looking at him directly because I had this weird idea, this unnerving feeling that he could see into my soul.. My dark soul… Scheming to get ahead, on his steam..

“What?” I said.. Then I remembered that I was on a dinner date… My manners.. Gone! Left me! Deserted me.. I am as unschooled as a country rat…

“I beg your pardon?” I corrected myself.

“Do you tie your own shoes?” He asked again, drawing me out of the deep reverie into which I had entered.. I tend to do that. Space out. Exist in my own space.

“Yes..”

I smiled. To say I smiled is a gross misrepresentation of what I did. Let’s just say I opened my lips and exposed my fangs.. Barely..

Calm down Jules… Relax.. The man is putty in your hands…

“Penny for your thoughts?” He drawled.. 😂

People still say that..

Tonight, the moon is out.. A lone wolf howls.. And me, I am out here hunting. This silver fox will be mine if I should so decide. But perhaps he is the hunter and I am the hunted.

PS…
Random paragraph from my writings and musings. I still hope to conclude this story someday.