Contemplating the New World
Tuesday afternoon finds me in the rec room, having done my shift at the IPD, and having grabbed a decent lunch. Zell was tied up at school, so I had a little time to myself.
Intellectually, I knew that this was a good and healthy thing. I suspected that if I spent every waking hour with Zell, we could burn out, and I didn't want that to happen. Still, it's hard to know what to do with yourself when, all of a sudden, you have someone else in your life.
I don't know what brought my attention to the bookshelf. I'd sworn off that instrument of torment long ago. But I saw that the titles were different again and curiosity got the better of me. i scanned the spines, and my eyes narrowed.
The Sex Education Dictionary, You, Your Body and Sex, The Good Sex Guide, The Art of Sensual Massage, The New Joy of Sex and, most insultingly of all, Sex for Dummies.
I folded my arms across my chest. My eyes narrowed. Well, that answered the question of who was watching. I hope they enjoyed the show.
"Har," I said to the bookshelf. "Har, har, har de har, har, Island."
I turned to walk away, then hesitated. On a sudden impulse, I pulled out the book on the art of sensual massage and tucked it under my arm.
Intellectually, I knew that this was a good and healthy thing. I suspected that if I spent every waking hour with Zell, we could burn out, and I didn't want that to happen. Still, it's hard to know what to do with yourself when, all of a sudden, you have someone else in your life.
I don't know what brought my attention to the bookshelf. I'd sworn off that instrument of torment long ago. But I saw that the titles were different again and curiosity got the better of me. i scanned the spines, and my eyes narrowed.
The Sex Education Dictionary, You, Your Body and Sex, The Good Sex Guide, The Art of Sensual Massage, The New Joy of Sex and, most insultingly of all, Sex for Dummies.
I folded my arms across my chest. My eyes narrowed. Well, that answered the question of who was watching. I hope they enjoyed the show.
"Har," I said to the bookshelf. "Har, har, har de har, har, Island."
I turned to walk away, then hesitated. On a sudden impulse, I pulled out the book on the art of sensual massage and tucked it under my arm.