FORGETFUL

For some goddamn reason I couldn’t remember how to tie my shoes. It didn’t really matter though because rent was already paid, so I just let the laces flap around and walked with my feet far apart so as not to trip. That would hurt. Wouldn’t want to scrape up a knee. Ouch. Rocks would get all stuck under the skin like when I was six. Where was I going? Damn.
“Syd? What are doing out here? It’s going to rain. You should come in.”
She smells good. Familiar. Guess I should do what she says. I’ve been in here before. Down this hall is the kitchen, and in here is the bed. Damn. Zipper is stuck.
“Here, Syd. Let me help you.”
She really smells good. Nice tits, too. Where the hell was I going? My socks have different colors at the tops but that’s OK. I’ll just put them into my shoes so I won’t lose them after we fuck. Comfy bed. Not too noisy.
I like to bounce up and down while she strips off her undies.
“Syd, watch out for the ceiling fan! Last time you damn near cut your hand off. Ready?”
She smells good even after sex. Comfy bed. Better get up and find my socks. Oh yeah, that’s how you do it. You chase the bunny through the loop and then pull. Now I’m good to go. I want to get there before dark. That’s when it’ll be closed. After dark. I smell like her now.
“Need some cash, Syd?”
“No thanks. I paid rent last week.”
“Okay. Well take my umbrella would you?”
“Okay.”