I offer a brief teaser for the long awaited Chapter 33.
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Ennis kissed his forehead instead, a coppery stench of dried blood gag lodged in his throat.
“Hey…you…” Foggy focus managed to roll out from under the morphine. “…missed…my...”
Just like a tango, a see saw and a blow job, it takes two to kiss properly. Ennis did his part for the cause, cradling Jack’s head, bending over the handrail to bump Jack’s nose, scratching thumbs through Jack’s dark stubble, even winking suggestively for the benefit of Jack’s fragile because of his plastered to one side hair ego. “This more on target?” But, the lips under his never quite reached a firm pucker, hindered as they were with the lack of cooperation from a slack jaw, limp cheek muscles and a stupid grin that refused to step aside and allow the lovers’ greeting.
"Oh, god, Jack, I love you!"
“Ennis…you…I…too...”
Even though it was a flaccid, amorphous, off-center, spit slicking sloppy kiss, Ennis wanted a forever of more. Jack, the sweetest taste I know.
"You're...uh...uh...late."
"And you're high."
Jack tugged both mouths towards a broader, sillier grin. "Oh, fuck...yeah."
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Working hard and, come hell or high water or any other mishegas, it will be up tomorrow!
Thanks for hanging in there with me, youse guys!
B
