(by the way, I have learned recently that with some email providers, when one replies to an email that has been sent to a group, the whole group might get the privilege of seeing that response- writing a fresh email composition in response might be better if the content of the response is at all confidential or compromising. if you want to compromise or confide yourself with/to/for/and/or others, why, by all means, go right ahead!)
(william is a deeply troubled and troubling man, no doubt about it, but given the circumstances of his life recently, what with rick and russia and all (still no word from the lad) I feel as though he may in fact stand to benefit somewhat from this anonymous forum of semi-sympathetic readers that I am able to periodically offer him. (don't ask me how, exactly. it's just a kind of gut instinct I'm going with here.)]
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a "timid" man named gary shares a few thoughts regarding a recent sexual interlude
[overheard at the southbound bus stop on broadway and buena in chicago on dec. 19, 2010 @ 7:19 pm]
G<<<...she did me a huge favor in terms of understanding the power of raw sexuality....
L<<< gary- wait- ok? STOP- I don't want to know about this-
G<<< but I want you to know about this.
L<<< well, this time you're not going to get what you want, I'm afraid...
G<<< I thought we were a "couple", linda......I thought we were "together".....
L<<< we are sort-of-a-couple, gary- we are sort-of-together. that's precisely why I don't want to hear about this.
G<<< but it will help us, honey- it will cement us together more than anything I have told you thus far...
L<<< gary, I don't want to be cemented to you... that's a really bizarre word to use, by the way... cemented? no thanks, hun- I think we're fine just the way that we are...
G<<< babe, let me just get this off my chest- ok? it's just a few general statements- let me get it all out in the open just this once and then I'll never bring it up again unless you specifically ask...
[approximately 4 minutes of silence]
L<<< ok...go ahead-
G<<< she did me a huge favor in terms of understanding my own perceived role when it comes to the random interface of raw and anonymous sexual appetites...her own raw store of energy, on one hand...her hunger...and then my own, on the other...not necessarily
L<<< that doesn't come as any surprise, hun...
G<<< good- I didn't think that it would...so yeah, I guess I'm referring right now to quantity rather than quality- if those 2 can even be separated in an arena like this...
L<<< yeah, I think that they can...
G<<< ok, then- pure raw numbers...raw volumes....
L<<< massive numbers, then?......massive volumes, you're sayin'?
G<<< oh, absolutely, babe- you would be shocked and appalled if I started to lay out some of the specifics...endless numbers, really...endless chasms and volumes...there was just no bringing the thing to any resolution with her...
L<<< you know, maybe some of the details would help me to understand better...
G<<< honey....wow.... I really don't think we should go there...like I said, I just wanted to lay out some of the general principles...
L<<< yeah, but you said you would bring it up again if I asked...
G<<< uh-huh-
L<<< well, I'm asking-
G<<< ok, ok- fair enough- but let me just finish what I was saying about the raw actual numbers.......unbelievable, really............
L<<< yeah, precisely, gary- that's why you need to give me some raw actual details so that I can or will believe them...these allegedly super-high numbers.....
G<<< but that's just the thing, honey...the details wouldn't convey it...they'd just be more of the same mundane x-rated details that are available everywhere....
L<<< I don't mind.
G<<< well, I do...there was some pretty terrifying shit that happened with her, y' know....wow....I think I've already implied that there were a couple of times with her when I felt my life to be in actual jeopardy...
L<<< yeah, you've implied something to that effect...
[approximately 90 seconds of silence]
G<<< overwhelmed...................
L<<< so she consumes herself in the end?
G<<< yeah......that would be my guess.....
L<<< and that's why you two broke up?
G<<< that was probably the principal reason....
L<<< and the others?
G<<< I think I already told you about the fire at the bookstore where she worked...
L<<< oh yeah, sure....that was pretty fucked up.....here's our bus....
G<<< so you're not freaked out or anything?
L<<< oh, not at all, honey...no big deal, really, ok? sex is powerful shit.........I can see how a timid fellow like you got in a little over his head......
[even though it was not my intention to go south, I climbed onto the bus after them to hear how this thing might wrap up- sadly, the bus was quite crowded, and we all ended up sitting "by ourselves" in completely different parts or zones of the vehicle. gazing thru the window as the #36 proceeded down broadway, I was flooded by memories of the brief time I spent in this very neighborhood. I was much poorer then, and sometimes for entertainment, instead of a movie and dinner, I would suggest to my date that we just climb aboard the good old #36 or #151 or #147 and cruise around for awhile. most drivers allowed simple snacks to be brought on board and discreetly consumed, so we would be ok in that critical dating department. the people-watching was second to none, and there were always more than enough random sense impressions coming our way if we wanted to attempt engaging in a little light-hearted banter. you know- buildings, nature, people, costumes, ads, garbage, accidents, animals- thousands and thousands streaming by every second. more than enough raw material from which to fashion a few off-handed comments to a person you might very well never be seeing again in your life. oh well. the big-city dating experience has always been a precarious thing.]
