Surmounting the Peak July25

 

Molly Bloom pretty much in short order. Yes. Yes. Like... Twice, if not thrice affirming when challenged. (You no like…) Keen obs with the responses and bending to the screen after the suggestion of kissing. Of course E. had never seen the like, hardly in plain sight and certainly not ever on a device. Unfortunately, it was taken as love. Unavoidably; it was impossible for her to comprehend otherwise. Angely had been at a friend’s birthday party. Earlier, in the preliminaries, talk was of rain, floods & leaking roof. So much for repairs every year; last year alone it had been over a thousand Sing$$. Through the preamble naturally there had been no opportunity to introduce, though it did seem E. had been peering closely at her screen. It may have been herself who raised the matter, commenting on the truncated vision. (Of course, flaccidity was the last thing to put before any gal in such circs; there was no good in that at all.) The chat then got around to it, raised by herself by some tentative means or other. During the course, after her first venture, as we slowly, steadily progressed, as the wheels began to turn and we got up a head of steam, a fair showing developed; a fair kinda fettle made. Some bit of pleasure was afforded the lady in her tight living space of blue feature wall and leaking roof overhead. Once over the ridge, encouraged by smiles and gleams, by fixed concentration, fixed peering most of all and evident pleasure, there we were atop the peak, the tape of the finish-line. Ordinarily, without such aid, it was usually a job to gain even the foothills of those higher reaches. There then, the fountain. Gushing kinda. Juices properly stirred & flowing/dribbling. All of which was possibly apparent and visible to the lady at the other end of the world. On the previous occasion when we had fallen short, left gasping, E. had actually imagined some discernible foam (sic.). Rather surprising; wishful thinking, perhaps. Google Transl. had rendered of course; E.’s regular English could never have managed that noun.

                                                                                                                 Herceg Novi, Montenegro

                June 25