I stepped out from my apartment and walked
barefoot to the the stairwell landing where Jim was reading Annie Proulx
halfheartedly and tapping his feet. On tipped toes, I rubbed his stubbled
head and covered his eyes.
"Breakfast?"
He turned his face to mine and asked if I meant basketball or
real doctor when I called him Doctor J during sex last night. I
paused, pinching my lip and thought about him fat fingering the hook on my
bra for a full minute before I rescued him from his covert fumblings.
"Basketball,"
He shook his head and returned to his book.
"I'll get my shoes"
Startling, tricky. But, then, I may have missed the allusion ...
ReplyDeleteIt is always an interesting read for me, when a writer crosses the gender line to describe the scene.
ReplyDeleteYep, he'd best be sticking to the BB court!
ReplyDeleteCorey you always possess magic~ Yes, I too found the cross gender lines intriguing-fun to read ;D
ReplyDeleteLAYUP!
ReplyDeleteMarvelous!!
ReplyDeleteLOVED the Julius Erving reference. Yeah, and I'm female! But what a great star. So I understand why he was so bummed.
ReplyDeleteGender bend away. It's all good with me! Love that you know about the bra strap fumble... Amy
...or perhaps Corey wears a bra... :)
ReplyDeleteI think bras should be banned... LOL
ReplyDeleteaaahhhhhhh the Doctor! good one.
ReplyDeleteA twist on playing doctor....I love how you see/write things. :)
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