4.12.2012

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I’ve never liked a loud eater.

It’s a sound that should be muffled by heavy breathing. Soft wet flesh
touching and pulling apart is not a sound excused by pasta.

A person’s modesty ought to be mustered by a noise like that, and if it isn’t
they must not think correctly about bodies.
They must be lousy in bed.

I won’t forgive being made to think of the terrible mouthy sex of a loud eater over dinner. 

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