Jun 07, 2009 00:07
Adah Price was a young woman in a long distance relationship with a very, very attractive man, so she would hardly need some fertilizing element of flowering plants, consisting of fine, powdery, yellowish grains or spores, sometimes in masses to get her erogenous zones going. She certainly didn't need them to feel a devastating urge to jump his bones while watching him move things (mostly books, of course) for her into her new apartment, free of perpetually startled roommates and a clause about overnight male visitors leading to expulsion from school.
Ah, revolutionary modernity felt so, so good.
Adah had the mattress moved into the wide open flat first, not to christen it immediately to the place, although the thought did cross her mind. However, patience was a virtue and she could enjoy that plenty later. For now, she was far more amused by lounging comfortably on it, watching the Eel slither in and out with her belonging from the truck down on the street.
"I'd offer to help," she said, "but, you know how it is. I'm supposed to be turning into a neurological vegetable right now. I think moving boxes is definitely out of bounds for activities possible while reseting my motor functions, darlin'."
[[ I put it up early 'cuz I wanted to. For he who was shamelessly modded into moving stuff for the hemiplegic, please! ]]
the experiment,
the eel,
the apartment