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Evesdropping
The attached work of fiction is intended to be entertainment for adults in
locations in which it is legal. If it is illegal in your location, DO NOT
read. This is a copyrighted work. Reposting or any other use strictly
prohibited without the express, written permission of the copyright holder,
except may by posted as part of a review or posted to free-access,
non-commercial archive sights.
Copyright 1999 by E. Z. Riter.
E-mail address: ezriter@hotmail.com
Please! Give me your comments!
Dear Reader, This was written as part of a contest conducted by
Mat Twassel. The was inspired by a painting by Hopper. The painting
may be found at http://www2.iinet.com/art/20th/american/hopper/hopper08.ipg
I hope you enjoy the painting and this little it inspired. E.Z.
EVE'S DROPPING
"Eve, we shouldn't be doing this. They might recognize you."
"My back is toward him and she doesn't know me. He said he would tell
her today. About us, I mean. Phyllis, you have to help me. You read lips
so well. Please read theirs! What are they saying?"
"She's his wife, Eve. Do you really think he'll tell her about the two
of you?"
"He doesn't love her. He loves me. He told me so. "
"All right. But, I don't like eavesdropping."
"Oh, thanks, Phyllis. What are they saying?"
"Small talk. The angles are bad. Some words I can't read."
"What can you read?"
"Don't talk. Let me concentrate."
"But, I want..."
"Sshhhh. Oh, Eve, he's not telling her about you. She already knows!
He's describing your body, your in his hands, your feel under him.
Look! I want to stop this. Let's leave."
"No. Please. Please keep reading."
"She's laughing. Wait! Eve.... Eve, she wants to know when she can
have you."
"What?"
"Oh, Eve! Tonight. He is saying he will share you tonight. 'Such a
wild little wench. I know you will enjoy her, dear, probably more than the
last one,' he says."
"The last one?"
"She's leaning forward. She's saying, 'We can both have delightful
times with her after I teach your little playmate how women make love.'"
"No. Please say you're teasing, Phyllis!"
"I'm not teasing, Eve."
"Make love to a woman? Tonight? Oh, my God!"
The End.