Handy

 

Blown away! Big time. How very far back one needed to go for anything of the kind! The gal simply powered on under her own steam, heedlessly; until the last frontier, as the old player/agarwood merchant Mr Ee used to say in a slightly different context. Golly! When the lady was encouraged to take two hands to the task she immediately accepted, despite the shaky Bahasa conveying. Tangan, always mangled a bit. Hand. It kept slipping. The word kept slipping, not the hand/s here. Once there was attained a respectable dimension the intention had been to have the measure taken in that particular way; more or less as for the height of a horse, in fact. One always recalled the naughty Angel’s tale of his unusually (?) well-hung Javanese caddy, was he? After that brief confirmation, the lady here settled to using the other for the second branch of the jewels. Where great relish was found. A surprise; quite fixated. Lying side-on the lady could not be tickled herself for some long while, which in fact made no never mind. Fully occupied & content; blowing off much steam as she went. Safe to say, almost certainly that part of the preamble, that particular tangle, had never been experienced before; and equally certain again, never previously ventured by herself; never knew she had it in her. There was no looking back. Again, as commonly of late, the reaching out had proceeded early in the piece, without any direction or encouragement. Only some little tongue-kissing to that juncture. Onward, full steam. A veteran of the cloister simply could not have risen to such heights. (A rare one, perhaps.) Oohs & ahhs. No understanding she was in fact undoing herself in the process. The little whispered teasers were frankly answered in the affirmative. Lapar; hungry? Kecil, little, which was no good; besar, big was what was needed. Long time kosong; empty, zero. Kosong – vacancy too – was no good in anyone’s language; it needed filling. (The last separation had stretched to an entire month, during which time there had been long vigils at a young great-nephew’s palliative care bed. Not irrelevant.) Dalam; far down, or far into. Shortly, implied; which was not to be the case that evening. It proved impossible to take the next step; and on the lady’s side not the slightest inclination; perfectly happy to dwell right there where she found herself. One for the annals. Right the way full circle. Absurd at that age; fantasy genre. Trumpet’s brutishness would never have won him any such thing, never mind the gold-leaf & chandeliers.