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Taking Chances, by E. L. Van Hine and L.H. Nicoll
mariez:
Happy Saturday to you too, Leslie - and all you re-readers out there!
A lot of significant developments in these chapters, not the least of which is the toy drawer. Woo Hoo!!! :laugh:
In Chapter 23, I love that Ellery wants to hear about how Jack and Ennis met:
Ennis shrugged. “Well like what… what’d you want ta know?”
“Well, how ya got to know em… how it happened, I guess. If he was goin down an pickin up guys. Everyone’s got a different way. An judgin from the way you act in the Red Stallion it’d be hard ta imagine him cutting much ice comin up to ya an buyin ya a beer an callin ya ‘Buttercup’ if ya get my meanin.”
“It wasn’t like that Ellery,” Ennis said, setting down the Agatha Christie, now forgotten. “It was more like… well, we was alone up there, with a thousand sheep. An it was really fuckin lonely I tell ya. Specially when one of us was up on the mountain an the other one was back in camp. So when we got tagether at breakfast an dinner it was like… either one of us would say anythin, just to hear the other one talk. How many coyotes there was, how well we slept, how bad the beans are… anythin. He could talk, too, talked about rodeoin, how he rode the bulls, his longest rides, what it was like first time he won… I could listen ta that boy fer hours, cause he made the stupidest things sound … interestin. Maybe it’s because it was so lonely there, I dunno. An every time I had ta go up, after, it got harder an harder ta go, because I just wanted ta sit with em, just the two of us, just… bein together, just.. .talkin.
“I guess… he jest made me happy, bein with me an telling me stuff, an listenin, askin me about growin up, about my folks… no one ever asked me nothin about me before. I’m not the talkative type… well I wasn’t. Not then. Not much better now, but it was worse before Jack I’ll tell ya.”
That is just so touching - and a really healthy development for Ennis to be able to talk about Jack.
Thanks - Marie
MaineWriter:
Here's another quote from Chapter 25 that just gives me goosebumps....
“Well, no,” Ennis blushed then, as he did now, his hand moving, gentling the man in his arms as if he were a nervous colt, feeling the tremble in Ellery’s muscles as he responded to the touch, as ever, with pleasure… with arousal.
“Ya want me ta rub yer back?”
“Yeah… that’d be great…” Ellery rolled onto his stomach, adjusting his cock, which was stirring slightly from the arousal of his touch, his smell, and he sighed languidly.
“I like ta touch ya, darlin, yer so white an smooth…” Ennis ran a hand up to the shoulder and back down, cupping his ass, rubbing gently, “you got such a soft ass…”
“Mmmm…. “ came the reply, another shiver of pleasure, and Ennis reached back behind him for the massage oil, rubbing it between his hands before laying them against the warm flesh of his back.
“Glad yer getting better. Shit I was worried.” He began his massage routine, then, hoisting himself up and straddling the narrow hips, his soft cock brushing lightly against the flare of his ass as he established a languid rhythm.
L
MaineWriter:
Good morning, re-readers...
Chapters 26-30 today.
http://louisev.livejournal.com/34855.html
As luck would have it, Wayne arrived early, just as Ennis had finished the lawn and was showering to cool down, and Ellery groaned as he heard the bell, limping visibly as he went to the front door. “Wayne, come round the back, okay? I’m sippin lemonade on my patio.”
“Why can’t I just come through?”
“Because I said so,” he said, smiling persistently, and closed the door on him. Then he went to the bathroom, knocked briefly on the closed door and then stuck his head in. “Wayne got here early. I didn’t let em in, he’s on the patio. You might want ta have a towel on in case he gets by the sanitary cordon I set up on the patio.”
“Dammit Ellery.”
“I told em ta come at noon. I think he did it on purpose.”
“I will slap em, Ellery. Just so ya know.”
“I know, I know.” Ellery closed the door, shaking his head, wondering what it was about Wayne that wound Ennis up so much, and he hoped, for Ennis’s sake, it wasn’t attraction. He limped back out to the patio where Wayne stood, looking at the birdfeeder.
Sanitary cordon? LOL
L
MaineWriter:
From Chapter 27:
“I guess... ya know... if I think back...” Ennis said, voice soft, ruminating ...”I guess I said a few kind words. Wasn’t like he didn’t know I cared for em.”
Ellery thought quickly as he tried to consider what he was saying and then it dawned on him. “Oh yeah, like what?”
“Well like one time, I was jest thinkin, rubbin you like this made me think a times he was hurt an I rubbed his shoulder... an I told em he was my darlin an that... so ... I guess I did let em know. Didn’t say the actual words, but... I did let em know some things. He knew I cared I think.”
“See? I love you isn’t some magic word. Some men never say that, even straight men, to their own wives cause they are so close mouthed. Maybe the wife wants ta hear it, but she married a close mouthed man cause that is what she paid for. An like you say, you weren’t anywhere near as gabby then as you are now for asample,” Ellery chuckled. “But boy you have some really nice hands, I got ta tell ya."
“All a that handlin foals an calves Ellery. Yer all bony an delicate like a newborn foal, so I just handle ya the same way,” he laughed softly.
“Yeah, ya get naked an sit on their ass with yer cock rubbin against em when ya birth em?” Ellery said slyly, turning his head to get a peek at Ennis’s face.
“Well what da you think, Chief Deputy? Yer boss’d have me behind bars if I did my job that way.”
L
mariez:
Good Morning Leslie and Re-Readers! I hope everyone has a safe and Happy New Year's Eve and and that 2007 brings peace and happiness to all of you!
We're on the same wavelength this morning, Leslie. I was just about to quote that same passage from Chapter 27 - Ennis continuing his healing process with memories of Jack.
From Chapter 28:
“I ain’t gonna live here free.”
“All right then… gimme a hundred bucks a month. Is that too little?”
“Well, no.”
“That pays the gas, electric, an water and then some.”
“What about phone?” Ennis was still deeply uneasy.
“Come on sweetheart. Ain’t like we’re roommates dividin up the chores. If you knew what I made just from receipts at the Red Stallion we wouldn’t be havin this damn conversation. An I didn’t earn a lick a that inheritance money. So what’s fair about that?”
“There’s a point. But ya got ta put up with Wayne.”
“Tell you what. You feel bad about bein a freeloader? Okay, then you can do half a shift Saturday’s at the Stallion when it’s busy there an keep an eye on Wayne ta make sure he’s keeping up his promise.”
Ennis made a face.
“That’s the deal. Hundred dollars a month here an four hours Saturday nights.”
“Okay then, sounds fair enough.”
“That way we can still have a little fun on Saturdays even if you are workin.”
When I first read this, I was a little surprised that Ellery would want Ennis and he to be apart (even for four hours) on Saturday night. But, of course, Ellery is a very smart man. I realized that he knew that working at the bar, even once a week, would be a very good thing for Ennis - he needs to learn to accept himself and like himself as a gay man.
Thanks, Marie
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