Thanks, Sheila.
Foreplay, yes but does it fizzle out unsatisfyingly I wonder.
Bill
On Wed, 16 Oct 2019 at 8:35 am, Sheila Murphy <[log in to unmask]>
wrote:
> How I hear you, Bill. Many elements brought in here. Lots of foreplay in
> the narrative, as if to match the circumstance!
> Thanks, Sheila
>
> On Tue, Oct 15, 2019 at 2:13 PM Bill Wootton <[log in to unmask]>
> wrote:
>
> > The challenge 8
> >
> >
> > O ask something else
> >
> > anything else
> >
> > My interrogator shook his head
> >
> > I was required to answer his question
> >
> > to answer it truthfully
> >
> > to answer it now
> >
> > in the presence
> >
> > short of family
> >
> > of all who I cared about most
> >
> >
> > Truth or Dare
> >
> > Wilson’s Promontory
> >
> > 1974
> >
> > The interrogator
> >
> > my 18 year old best friend
> >
> >
> > Have you
> >
> > he demanded
> >
> > welshed on our deal?
> >
> >
> > The deal
> >
> > a private compact
> >
> > to share with each other first
> >
> > the name and circumstances
> >
> > of our first coupling
> >
> >
> > And he had kept his part of the bargain
> >
> > a year or so before
> >
> > gushing about Italian Anita
> >
> > the supermarket packer
> >
> > who on the back doormat
> >
> > of the closed physics block at our school
> >
> > had expunged the hated V stain
> >
> > from his rampant person
> >
> >
> > The dare?
> >
> > Jump through the plate glass window
> >
> > of our Tidal River holiday lodge
> >
> > School was out forever
> >
> >
> > Well if you really want to know
> >
> > with whom I rode the 48 tram
> >
> > all the way to the city
> >
> > sadly the answer is
> >
> > never yet
> >
> > and with no one
> >
> > O I have gone a few stops
> >
> > been down to Dickens Supermarket
> >
> > on Doncaster Road
> >
> > and further along High St
> >
> > as far as Kew junction
> >
> > and once
> >
> > I even got down Bridge Road
> >
> > all the way to Punt
> >
> > but the city of dreams
> >
> > at this stage
> >
> > has been a bridge too far
> >
> >
> > Happy now?
> >
> >
> > I would have kept my end of the bargain
> >
> > if I had had anything to report
> >
> > But I had not
> >
> >
> > until the night before
> >
> >
> > and now the very vanquisher
> >
> > of my virginity
> >
> > lips pursed
> >
> > eyes fox-alert
> >
> > curled up in a beanbag
> >
> > in front of me as I spoke
> >
> >
> > or failed to speak
> >
> >
> > Bleary with beer
> >
> > I could no more come up with a transport metaphor
> >
> > than I could quote Thomas Hardy
> >
> > who might have replied
> >
> > that the answer lies in
> >
> > The abyss of undiscoverable things
> >
> >
> > What actually happened
> >
> > I simply clammed up
> >
> > and the ‘game’ fizzled out
> >
> >
> > bw
> >
> > 16.10.19
> >
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