AT MALAGA WE REST.A Poem by Terry CollettA BOY AND GIRL IN MALAGA IN 1970 AND IN A TENT AT BASE CAMP.Miryam unzipped the tent flap and looked out pretty dead out here she said Benedict looked at her butt hiding behind the blue jeans come back in then no point in going out yet she zipped it back up and crawled back beside him and lay down looking up at the blue tent canvas what do you think Morocco's like? she asked Morocco he replied she laughed I know that but to experience it apart from what was in the booklet they sent with the other stuff she said have to see when we get there he replied are you sure that ex-army bloke won't be back? she asked not for a few hours he's gone to see sights in Malaga lucky us she said make the most of he said she gazed at him is there no satisfying you? pretty much not he said she smiled I’m sure people heard us earlier she said your fault if they did he said all that noise and giggling and oh oh oh more more I didn't she said you're making it up pretty much so he said she kissed his cheek to think I thought you were the quiet one she said I am quiet as a mouse he replied what if he comes back early and we're making out? she said he won't he's off to see where Picasso was born and other arty things Benedict said people might talk if they see me in here too much she said they can't see you in here he said they might hear me then be silent he said smiling trying to unbuttoned her jeans she watched him biting her lower lip seductively and turning her head at an angle who said you could? shall I stop? he said no don't you dare she breathed out she held his fingers and helped unbutton until they were all done there now you she said and unzipped his jeans with one motion why would he want to see where Picasso was born? she said taking off her jeans and what other arty things? Benedict undressed listening watching taking in her tight tits in the blue bra museums art shops galleries that kind of thing boring fart she said putting her jeans and underwear to one side yes guess so Benedict said what if he changes his mind and comes back? she said laying down next to him well he'll get a free lesson in biology won't he Benedict said she smiled and kissed his neck and said utterly sexy what the hell what the heck. © 2014 Terry Collett |
StatsAuthorTerry CollettUnited KingdomAboutTerry Collett has been writing since 1971 and published on and off since 1972. He has written poems, plays, and short stories. He is married with eight children and eight grandchildren. on January 27t.. more..Writing
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