"Why did you leave me, that first time?"
"I don't know what you are talking about,"
"Yes, you do. That VERY first concert you went to. You were dancing all up in my face, you were SO hot for me. And then you snuck into my room!"
"I did not! What are you talking about? It must've been another one of your groupies!"
He knew it was her.
She remembered that night and was hoping if she denied it enough times, he'd forget.
They had just had sex, Recreational, Fun, Post-Show Sex. An 8 out of 10.
3 years on the road, together as an act, plus the 3 years before that. Before.
She didn't want to tell him the reason she'd bailed. It seemed so silly now.
==
FLASHBACK to her 1st concert with him, her in the audience.
DANCING. Wanting to strip for him right there on the floor!
Surprised at herself, and delighted at the same time.
After the show, she took a swig from a bottle she was carrying. Spits it out into a plant in the hotel lobby.
Knocks on his door, "Room Service", she says in a forced deep tone.
He knows it's not Room Service. Not from the hotel, anyway.
Opens the door, smiling at her, kindly but one eyebrow cocked.
She looks him in the eye and says, very carefully and deliberately.
"LET'S. FUCK."
He smiles and in a showy gracious manner, "Well, then, why don't you come in?"
She sighs with relief and walks 5 paces into the room, then stands awkwardly.
He wants to be a good host, offers her food from the fruit basket, offers her a boa (where did that come from?) an overpriced drink from the mini-bar.
"Can you give me a few minutes? I have to see a man about a horse."
He grabs a paper and heads to the bathroom.
She's slightly dizzy and coming down from the dancing buzz. Excited to be in his room, but now what? SEX? Really? She suddenly feels like the dog who chased the car and caught it.
Sits on the bed. Unbuttons her blouse. Takes it off. Nervous that her bra isn't fancy enough. Wonders if she should take it off. Tries to strike a VERY sexy pose.
Suddenly, she hears him farting and making other bathroom noises. Begins to smile, and then is overtaken by a giggling fit and falls to the floor. She quickly sobers up and gets dressed.
By the time he's opening the door (echoes of the toilet flush still in the air/the toilet flush lingering beyond any good sense of timing) he opens the door to an empty room.
She's gone. He shrugs and eats the apple she left behind.
==
Next Monday, at her radio station, there's a Big Announcement. They are bringing on a new DJ and it's up to her to show him the ropes. He starts next week.
Meanwhile, she tells a co-worker about how she tried to seduce "a boy" and couldn't go through with it. But she wonders if that was her big chance. "I was on the subway platform, and I realized that I will NEVER get that close to a perfect seduction again"
Her boss nudges her. "You are gonna love me forever for this. You'll never ask for a raise again,"
HE walks in to the boardroom. Long table. SHE IS SHOCKED and tries to pretend.
HE ribs her, but she wont' take the bait. SCENE.
==
Lying in bed.
Really? You want to know?
Because I could hear you farting in the bathroom.
But I KNOW how much you love it NOW!
They wrestle and giggle, he tries to get her under the covers.
==
She had been afraid that she would regret that night the rest of her life.
*Tango Patti Griffith
"I don't know what you are talking about,"
"Yes, you do. That VERY first concert you went to. You were dancing all up in my face, you were SO hot for me. And then you snuck into my room!"
"I did not! What are you talking about? It must've been another one of your groupies!"
He knew it was her.
She remembered that night and was hoping if she denied it enough times, he'd forget.
They had just had sex, Recreational, Fun, Post-Show Sex. An 8 out of 10.
3 years on the road, together as an act, plus the 3 years before that. Before.
She didn't want to tell him the reason she'd bailed. It seemed so silly now.
==
FLASHBACK to her 1st concert with him, her in the audience.
DANCING. Wanting to strip for him right there on the floor!
Surprised at herself, and delighted at the same time.
After the show, she took a swig from a bottle she was carrying. Spits it out into a plant in the hotel lobby.
Knocks on his door, "Room Service", she says in a forced deep tone.
He knows it's not Room Service. Not from the hotel, anyway.
Opens the door, smiling at her, kindly but one eyebrow cocked.
She looks him in the eye and says, very carefully and deliberately.
"LET'S. FUCK."
He smiles and in a showy gracious manner, "Well, then, why don't you come in?"
She sighs with relief and walks 5 paces into the room, then stands awkwardly.
He wants to be a good host, offers her food from the fruit basket, offers her a boa (where did that come from?) an overpriced drink from the mini-bar.
"Can you give me a few minutes? I have to see a man about a horse."
He grabs a paper and heads to the bathroom.
She's slightly dizzy and coming down from the dancing buzz. Excited to be in his room, but now what? SEX? Really? She suddenly feels like the dog who chased the car and caught it.
Sits on the bed. Unbuttons her blouse. Takes it off. Nervous that her bra isn't fancy enough. Wonders if she should take it off. Tries to strike a VERY sexy pose.
Suddenly, she hears him farting and making other bathroom noises. Begins to smile, and then is overtaken by a giggling fit and falls to the floor. She quickly sobers up and gets dressed.
By the time he's opening the door (echoes of the toilet flush still in the air/the toilet flush lingering beyond any good sense of timing) he opens the door to an empty room.
She's gone. He shrugs and eats the apple she left behind.
==
Next Monday, at her radio station, there's a Big Announcement. They are bringing on a new DJ and it's up to her to show him the ropes. He starts next week.
Meanwhile, she tells a co-worker about how she tried to seduce "a boy" and couldn't go through with it. But she wonders if that was her big chance. "I was on the subway platform, and I realized that I will NEVER get that close to a perfect seduction again"
Her boss nudges her. "You are gonna love me forever for this. You'll never ask for a raise again,"
HE walks in to the boardroom. Long table. SHE IS SHOCKED and tries to pretend.
HE ribs her, but she wont' take the bait. SCENE.
==
Lying in bed.
Really? You want to know?
Because I could hear you farting in the bathroom.
But I KNOW how much you love it NOW!
They wrestle and giggle, he tries to get her under the covers.
==
She had been afraid that she would regret that night the rest of her life.
*Tango Patti Griffith
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