the flight attendant the cute stewardess the hot waitress in her pleated united skirt with the dark stockings sweet opaque nylons with a punkish run up the calf sliding open all the way to behind the knee she sits in the jump seat facing me i’m sitting in the front of biz class my eyes beg her to uncross her legs part them just a bit

come on sugar give me a little bit it’s been a long time on the road seventy two hours in hong kong bookended by a couple of fourteen hour flights no time for a quick debauched jaunt to macau barely enough time to defile girlfriend before i’m back in this tube of toothpaste with wings headed to new york new york

hot waitress is more school marm than faithful purveyor of sizzling fried delicacies at hooters i dig that her glasses slim and hip her butt curvy and pulling me as i imagine her pale parts my morning eyelid theater displaying brightly lit yellow neon ex ex ex booths available couple welcome i momentarily regret my promise to save my mile high virginity for girlfriend

a million miles with united i still got my airplane cherry goddamn

girlfriend she shakes her head

standing in the kitchen she purses her lips in that way she do a little brusk tsk tsk tsk whispering through she say giving me half a stink eye hand on a hip that sends shivers up my spine that hip that i like to grab a hold of as i take her any which way she allows any which way i want she say turns out after all this time turns out with all your yoga stretching liberal thinking tofu eating tree hugging punk ass attitude she say shifting hand and hip

goddamn girlfriend she so sassy when she makes her point

she so sexy she so shamelessly sinful

she say those gorgeous million dollar twice a year to the dentist pearlie whites gleaming in the light doing the crest anti-bacterial anti-plaque antiseptic antithetical auntie em toothpaste commercial sparkle she say after all that you still just a dirty mind in the gutter ball scratching butt sniffing hustler magazine buying flatulence producing jack off in your old crew sock stuff it in your back pocket hanging out at the bowling alley pee bee are drinking every day common redneck

i do the fred sanford stagger backwards palm on my chest my eyes toward heaven all wide innocent wet and moist like bambi himself i say

baby

i stand there my arms open with all the love i can muster stand there on the cross i must bear drive the spikes into the wood i am a victim of my past of adam’s sin i try oh baby i do try to wash away these transgressions baptize me jesus in the river jordan forgive me father my mandingo madness

girlfriend she just don’t understand ain’t nothing about this desire these desires these simple thoughts these idle wanderings of the mind these desiderata daydreams that define me don’t mean no harm ain’t no malice meant darlin’ ain’t nothing but love flowing through along with alongside each and every dirty disgusting degrading thought i just cannot help myself i just cannot deny myself the delusional truth there is at least one attribute at least one yearning wanton trait that endears every woman yes everywoman to me to my loins baby i can find something about pretty much any woman that magic something that gives me that raging hardon

erotomania baby

my sweet hot waitress in uniform with the delicious paleness this ain’t aruba bitch it’s an icelandic pastry all white and innocent my uncle frank he say sitting out beneath the carport the hot south georgia afternoon breeze kicking up dusty red whirling spirals of faulkner’s truth my uncle frank tapping the ash of his cigarette down into the void a cigarette he now reviles only the good lord’s book between him his one lung and his deathbed he say don’t let the color on the outside bother you boy

it’s all pink on the inside

my uncle frank who gave me my first glimpse of what fucking could be slipped us some super eight black and white films let us use his projector oh my oh my oh mary mother of jesus hisself i was twelve i just didn’t know young girls could do such things i didn’t know a man’s cock could be so big and thick and long

girlfriend that’s what she says to me i know she’s lying i love her anyway she’s sweet that way she purses her lips in that way she do a little brusk tsk tsk tsk whispering through love is a beautiful thing she just don’t understand there ain’t a woman who has crossed my path that i haven’t loved in some otherworldly way

like church just like church

i dig ‘em all i dig the redneck chicks with thick thighs gushing from beneath frayed cutoff jeans big round balloonish tits slung in a tube top washed so many times the elastic left long ago i just know i just know abundant horns of plenty await my longing if only if only she’d give me that mustache ride i know i’d die a happy man

i dig the hippie chick all natch’rl with that fluff of muff beneath the arms all jungly beneath below gotta dive with a knife between my teeth to cut through the brush to find the hidden city the smell of patchouli and green bud and the afternoon sweat seeping from pores exposed from beneath colorful layers of ultra fine silk and cotton i dig her all the way down to the bottoms of  her dirty little feet and cute squiggly toes i want to suckle them one at a time this little piggy went to the market this little piggy stayed home come on sugar you know i dig these psilocybin slides into heaven let me grab your long curly mane ride you into the dawn

and the band played on

i dig the stern ukrainian blonde tall thin waifish so pale the veins glow blue in the fading evening light a cigarette smoldering between long thin fingers eyes drilling a hole through my heart she’d just as soon dig my eyeballs out with a spoon as fuck me goddamn woman wrap those legs around grab my ears put a pistol to the side of my head threaten to kill me if i don’t please you as you demand as you deserve as you must let me be that little chihuahua that you hold so dearly that you care for more than anything anyone that you feed morsels of chocolate and steak

set down the paper on the floor i’ll squat and pee

i dig the homely housewife next door with the loose fitting comfort jeans the baggy tee sweatshirt and the balls to walk down the sidewalk in curlers and tattered corduroy bedroom shoes embroidered with happy bumblebees a lipstick stained filtered cigarette curling smoke into the heavens signaling sex i get a hardon i just want to sneak up her back steps find her on her back on the couch all my children playing on the telly oh rings of smoke puffing peacefully from rounded lips that should be wrapped around my cock

the biggest thickest longest cock she’s ever seen

eyes wide open wonder is such an innocent emotion

i dig the cute hard bodied suburban milf with her espadrilles and starched white oxford shirt and tight talbots skirt with the buttons down the side i want to take her behind the open back door of her minivan yank on that gold chained chastity belt that protects her innocence that ignites the smoldering fire a conflagration awaiting the spark of lust that god provides lead me yes into temptation deliver me to evil for thine is the kingdom

i dig the black girls with the big booty i dig the black girls tall and lithe and amazonian

i dig the physics geek atheist who can’t see without her thick black rimmed glasses who fucks me with a calculated intensity who can concoct a predictive algorithm of careless criticisms carve it on my chest with a bunson burner tell me tell tell me she loves to love me then slashes my throat because there is no god there is no hope there is only the apple falling from the tree there is only her sweet little apple rubbing up against my tongue

i dig the dark haired jewish princess who wants to slum with my southern cracker love gun wants me to burn a cross in her cunt wants me to carve my name on the back of her throat with my cossack’s cock i love it when she spits i love it when she swallows

i dig the dark haired dragon lady princess with the sideways slit strutting down the streets of hong kong walking down clement street in san francisco long thin legs clad in tight calvins and high fashion boots with stiletto heels that she will use to grind out a cigarette on my willing heart

goddamn

girlfriend she so sassy she shake her head she purse her lips the way she do tsk tsk tak whisking through she think me crude she think me a dirty dude baby baby it ain’t nothing but love it ain’t nothing but a mourning dove

girlfriend she say she don’t never know what to expect when i open my mouth wag my tongue but i know she do i know she smile on the inside i know she loves her man she say she used to think it was all a front she used to think i just talk to get her grinnin’ get her scolding get her all upset all at once and maybe i do probably i do

hot waitress she sits in the jumpseat across from me the slit in her stockings widened by the journey exposing more of the south by southwest texas plains in the palm of her hand cupped carefully a chalice from ancient rituals a little airplane bowl with ice cream and whipped cream and nuts and chocolate sauce and a spoon that slips slowly between burgundy lips i want to be that ice cream i want to whip her cream melt her butter twirl my tongue in places foreign forbidden

taboo

goddamn

girlfriend she say she’s now afraid it ain’t a front she’s afraid that’s how i really am i try to tell her that every man has the same sordid thoughts as i she don’t believe me she don’t trust my truth she thinks me a bit

well

she finds me a little surprisingly

disturbed

in that way that attracts the moth to flame lemmings to the cliff my nature to the dark edges of the abyss that wonderful bottomless pit of my desires

don’t you worry girlfriend i’m all right i’m oh kay ain’t nothing but love all mixed up in this seeming perversity that is not perverse that is so normal that is such silliness that is so playfully common don’t you go worrying your pretty self i’m all right i’m oh kay ain’t nothing out of the ordinary

i just like to talk about it and all that