Ivan Pentchoukov

Debbie

i knew he was a child-man told me debbie you a fine little lady and i squirmed and wetted all inside held my waist and squeezed there right in front of the night crowd said wheres a hot girl like you goin tonight drunkedness on his face his sweat his shirt told me what beautiful hair you got and i dumb all weakchested me a girl a woman of thirty six to those words so stupid so loud not the same as michael’s you look charming baby or the doctor’s chatting gosh i could blow him with glasses and all told me debbie you have a talent for this but all im thinking is how deep in my mouth his cock would gotold me debbie i dont mind when i was late not as with michael you’re late been counting the days the test then the pill a conveyor belt my body’s chemistry you want to blame the dumbness the white blankness of the modern man you look straight to the pills and what keeps you from that animal weakness fucking all through the night not a worry no chile no sickness who knows what with aids but if you really want it raw you take your man to the doctor and then its all meat to meat and no baby and no worry in the world its so modern but make us so animal this sterility make us so empty this madness sex meat cum said we are removed from our ancestors by technology said we are better a smart girl betty raised her head and said it all and then repeated it and the same night fucked a nigger in the back of michael’s frat house works the clerk’s office somewhere never a job or nothing solid said all that and this is exactly what i think thinks i but it was the youngness the rawness of me that wanted it wanted the protection from meat bone cunt and cock morality built into us by whoever it is to say it may be good but a child may follow did he make it so good for them so they fuck so much of us always wonderin and him a boy of nineteen or so scooped me up drunk so i couldnt feel my elbows and said dont you want to go back to dancin and i said why not quentin cowboy and he dragged me in through the bouncers and on the first turn pushed me up against the wall like the lapping sea his limbs flexing head to foot his hotness against me the cold wall behind me and slid the side of his finger against the wetness that gushed though my thong said oh debby i know you want it the booming and the light closer but i stop and say well i do you take me where you wanna take me cuz i cant walk nor dance no more and remembered again the years when it really didnt matter the mind hadnt caught on yet to the seething madness when i thought all good and smart about morality but fucked whatever cock there was past beer number six and felt the animal claw at my back again the gentile rage and thought was it i went up into alaska six hundred miles from man and sat up on that mountain and said they will not make me an animal was it i that cleaned my body with the love that i give to a god was it i said no more pills no more tests nor rubbers you want to fuck me you come and take me and he puzzled requesting a mouth job bought up a store of paint and clean clothes and said well if this dont work only an animal would keep on livin and i aint no hyena but hey now i am and it’s dark and quiet outside and he wipes himself off me