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Writer's=20
Lust
By=20
Dew Platt

Time travel may seem like a =
Sci-fi theme=20
where the best machine inventions yet impossible to humans can transfer =
you back=20
and forth in time without you losing material components. But time =
travel does=20
not have to be so hypothetical. It could happen in real time with =
subtlety=20
unlike that machines can afford. For instance, while your head rests on =
your=20
computer, your brain cells dry of words you need to use as a writer, =
you, with=20
your subconscious can find yourself in a room as dingy as a smokehouse, =
wherein=20
you neither smell nor see foul.
And that=92s because you can see =
the god of=20
a man in front of you, iron clad in muscled meat tanned to near =
perfection. He=92s=20
dressed in creamy dirt ridden pants and same material shirt, unbuttoned. =
And you=20
think briefly=97no one dresses like that anymore. You also wonder =
briefly of what=20
place or time in the past he is from. And as you stare him down, you =
release=20
your need for such trivial information. He is=20
breathtaking.
What=92s good about time travel =
is that you=20
need not try to understand what=92s prior to the scene you arrive in. =
Who cares=20
how his shirt got unbuttoned to expose his taunting muscled chest or how =
his=20
skin got oiled up as if he had been waiting for you, prepared to meet =
your=20
arrival? It is much like the scenes at the beginning of Chinese Movies =
where=20
your mind is arrested by the fight scenes. Whatever brought you there is =
not=20
responsible for the irresistible urge to stay.
He stares, unabashed, as he =
moves away=20
from the window towards you, a curious expression on his face. =93Are =
you an=20
angel?=94 he asks in a sexy masculine tone.
Sexual tremors run down your =
spine and you=20
immediately touch your back to make sure you hadn=92t grown wings while =
you were=20
passing through the high velocity fields of space-time continuum. You =
won=92t want=20
to be presented like an angel while enslaved by human instincts. That =
would be=20
wrong, a punishment indeed. You hadn=92t grown wings. So, you thank your =
stars he=20
didn=92t ask you if you were a slut, appearing in his room in your =
nightgown,=20
unannounced. Was or is he a slut? Did you order a Gigolo in a past life? =
Could=20
you have been that sex starved? Isn=92t reincarnation supposed to give =
you a=20
better life the consequents time around? You could certainly have =
deserved a=20
better sex life, a better nose maybe, a size D cup bra size. You would have settled for a =
little less=20
fat in your stomach area. You remind yourself that chocolate munching =
caused=20
that. A lesser appetite for sweets would have been =
good.
He moves closer and drags you =
out of your=20
thoughts. You hold your breath. He senses your reaction and asks, =93Or =
maybe I=20
should throw you out of my room?=94
You scan the room again with a =
frown. You=20
wouldn=92t ordinarily have been in any room that looked like that but he =
was eye=20
candy and thus it was bearable. You hoped your visual cortex was not =
impaired=20
during your travel. Were you both seeing the same thing? Could it be =
that the=20
room to which he is referring is the rundown dingy motel room you are =
in? You=20
are still resolved to staying so you hope in the least that it was in =
whatever=20
time he exists, a high classed room. =20
You wonder why you couldn=92t =
think of the=20
hunk when you badly needed a good sex scene for your plotline. You could =
have=20
thrown some jeans on him, unzipped with edges hanging to close to his =
bulge and=20
you would have been good to go.
You come into the moment fully =
as you feel=20
his touch on your arm. He sweeps you into his arms and hot sensations =
trigger=20
down from your breast to the core between your legs. Caught up in the =
moment,=20
=93Would you deflower an angel?=94 you ask. And you immediately wish you =
hadn=92t. Is=20
he going to ask if you are a virgin, or repeat the angel question? He =
could have=20
existed at a time when virgins and angels actually appear out of the =
blue, in a=20
place where angels were sex starved and always willing, and in an age =
when God=20
truly answered horny men=92s prayers.
He caresses your neck and says, =
=93Only if=20
she=92s as beautiful as you.=94 He kisses you then, hard, and you kiss =
him back=20
fully, and within the kiss your breath is lost to a second or so. When =
you=20
regain it, you also lost your grip on him. =93Goshdarnit,=94 you say. =
And you feel=20
unlucky once more. Time travel could have afforded you a few more =
minutes with=20
the hunk. There is plenty of time in 2009.
=A9 2009 by Dew =
Platt