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Hello all:
It was my birthday on Tuesday and as you know, from last year, I usually get incredibly spoiled by my slash sisters. This year was no exception. I received a lovely birthday card, which is what I'm using as my avatar for this post, but it's kind of too small to see, so here's a better look:
Also, my dear noreins came up with a little homage to The Package, with the original concept for this format from soulan 's excellent Behind the Scenes Drabble Series. I'll post that after the cut.
There's also another gift that I received, which will be shared with you once the Epilogue for Dance is posted. Speaking of which, the prenultimate chapter should be posted next week. I just finished Chapter 20 and will be firing it off to beta-land tonight, provided I don't fiddle with it too much.
Of course, I received many other birthday wishes and cards, thanks so much to all of you. I would share them with you but some of them - ahem Fizzy - were rather racy! Fancy that!
So here's Ennis' Diary. Hope you have as much fun with it as I did.
Excerpts from
Ennis Del Mar's
Diary
annotated by Jack Twist
Febry 14th
Gotta notice sayin' I had a package ta pick up from the post office so went there on my way home from the ranch. Had no idea who it could be from. Never get anythin' in the mail, 'cept bills and postcards 1. That damn woman was smilin' sweet at me when she handed it over, like she was waitin' for me to thank her or somethin'. Don't see why I should, it's my fu**in' package 2. Damn near died when I saw who it was from. Couldn't wait till I got home t'open it, hadta rip the wrappin' off soon as I got in my truck 3. Laughed my ass off when I saw what it was. Jack fuckin' Twist, sendin' me a fuckin' heart shaped spud. Should be mad but...well... 4. Saw that Adele watchin' me through the window, still smilin'. Damn, but hers ain't the smile I wanna see right now 5.
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1 His postcards was the only mail I looked forward to gettin' too.
2 Ha ha. Yeah, that's my Ennis, never trustin' anyone's intensh intentions.
3 I had the same problem ev'ry time I met up with him.
4 Guess he'd heard the one 'bout don't get mad get even. Woulda loved to have seen him lookin' for odd shaped veg in Riverton.
5 Damn. I woulda gave anythin' to be there smilin' at him when he got the spud.
Febrary 23rd
Packed some extra things in the truck for this trip. This early in the year I knew Jack’d be complainin’ ‘bout the damn cold so figgered I oughta do somethin’ nice for him 1, since I didn’t have no potato to give him. Did have somethin’ else, though, somethin’ I found in the vegetable isle in Monroe’s shop, somethin’ that looked like...well...like somethin’ Jack liked a put in his mouth 2. Was goin’ a give it him soon as we met up, but he was actin’ all pissy so went ta set up the tent instead 3, give him time to cool off. But he was still sulkin’ so fin’ly jus’ threw the carrot in the pot, asked him if it reminded him of anythin’. His eyes got all big and he got one a them evil grins on his face...then he bit the end offa the carrot 4. Christ, I swear I could feel it. But it wasn’t long ‘fore he had somethin’ else in his mouth. Thank god he never bit down then...seems he had other plans for that 5. Damn, but we was loud enough ta scare the fu**in’ wildlife.
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1 Coulda knocked me down with a feather when we fin’ly got in the tent and I seen all he’d done. Guess he was listenin’ all them times I bitched ‘bout the cold.
2 I surely did like putting that in my mouth. An’ I don’t mean the carrot.
3 Well how was I s’posed to know what he was up to? Man don’t never talk.
4 The look on his face when I did that was the funniest thing ever. Could see him fightin’ ta keep his hands away from his groin, wantin’ ta protect his dick.
5 You bet I did. Didn’t hear him complainin’ none, so I guess he musta had the same sorta thoughts himself.
Febrary 25th
Jack was makin’ pancakes, goin’ on ‘bout how his are the best. He’s right, but ain’t no need ta tell him that...his head’s swollen enough as it is 1. I’d brung some maple syrup for the pancakes an’ ended up tellin’ him ‘bout how my mama used a make candy in the snow with the syrup 2. ‘Course I shoulda known he’d want a make some...he’s gotta real sweet tooth. I wasn’t sure, but when he told me he didn’t have no candy when he was a boy...well, I couldn’t really say no 3. But then the dumbass cut his tongue on the damn stuff an’ I hadta make it better. Still, ain’t nothin’ better than suckin’ his tongue like that...well, ‘cept maybe suckin’ something else 4. Felt real close ta him then, like he was inside me, joined by his blood. Made me ask for somethin’ I don’t normally ask for. He made it real good for me, although I ain’t never felt as sticky as I did after 5, with all that damn syrup all over me 6.
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1 Which head? One of them’s always swollen when he’s around.
2 He never talked about his mama much. Was real nice ta hear him talk ‘bout somethin’ so personal.
3 I didn’t know that’s why he went ahead and made the candy. Thought he just wanted a show off. That’s real sweet.
4 Ha! An’ I thought he hated doin’ that. Damn, if I’d a known...
5 He did come like a fu**in’ train.
6 Oh, right. With maple syrup.
Febry 27th
Woke up before Jack but part of him was well ‘n’ truly awake. Wonder what he was dreamin’ ‘bout, ta get him that way 1? Wonder if it was the same thing gets me up in the mornin’ 2? Wasn’t no need for me ta be dreamin’, though, since he was right there. Decided to give him a wake-up call an’ it didn’t take long ‘fore he was grabbin’ at my hair and moanin’ up a storm. Mighta gone off without any help, jus’ listenin’ ta him 3, but he had other ideas. Ain’t no better way ta greet the day than tastin’ him while slidin’ inta that hot, wet mouth a his 4. As usual he started talkin’ minute we was done, rabbitin’ about somethin’ called fondoo and dippin’ things in chocolate. Only one thing I wanna dip in chocolate but that ain’t the sorta thing you can do at a dinner party 5. Rest a the day passed too quick. Always does last day with him. Sayin’ goodbye was diff’rent this time, though. Jack got it in his fool head that somethin’ had changed ‘tween us 6, wantin’ me ta tell him what he is ta me. Couldn’t think what ta say (how could I tell him he’s ever’thin’? 7) so said he’s my Jack. Told him I meant what I wrote on his hand too, thought he wanted a hear that. But seemed ta make him mad, yellin’ at me ta prove it and shoutin’ somethin’ ‘bout dancin’ an’ movin’ in the same direction. I wish I could, but he’s gotta know by now I got two left feet 8.
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1 Same thing I been dreamin’ ‘bout ev’ry night since I was nineteen.
2 Up in the mornin’? Did Ennis just make a joke ‘bout sex?
3 I’d prob’ly have gone off myself watchin’ him come.
4 Christ. Is it gettin’ hot in here?
5 You’d have ta be careful the chocolate wasn’t too hot, neither.
6 I know he felt it too, but puttin’ feelin’s inta words always was hard for him.
7 Oh, Ennis. If he’d a said that, I’d a forgiven him ever’thin’.
8 Drivin’ away that time was ‘bout the hardest ever. Didn’t know if I would see him again, if he could find a way ta move towards me. Knew he wanted to, but mighta been that wasn’t enough. Wasn’t easy ta do, but it was worth it in the end, now he's fin'ly sorted his feet out.