Koolaids by Rabih Alameddine

Author:Rabih Alameddine
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Grove/Atlantic, Inc.
Published: 2015-08-31T18:15:34+00:00

161. Behold, their brother Lut said to them: “Will ye not fear ((Allah))?

162. “I am to you an apostle worthy of all trust.

163. “So fear Allah and obey me.

164. “No reward do I ask of you for it: my reward is only from the lord of the Worlds.

165. “Of all the creatures in the world, will ye approach males,

166. “And leave those whom Allah has created for you to be your mates? Nay, ye are a people transgressing (all limits)!”

…

There is nothing safe about sex. There never will be.

Norman Mailer told me that. He really was talking about his archnemesis, Truman. There is nothing safe about reading one of Norman’s books. They induce narcolepsy. Do not drive, or operate heavy machinery while reading a Mailer book. Unless it is a good Mailer book, then all bets are off.

…

“Why do you have a gun under your pillow?” she asks.

“I have guns all around. Just in case.”

He was lying in his bed holding her, her head on his chest, his left hand playing with her ass.

“Ouch,” she moans.

“Does that still hurt? I’m sorry.”

“Oh, don’t stop. I like it.”

“I thought you would.” He laughed. He kissed her again. “When I first saw your picture, I knew you’d be a good fuck.”

“When?”

“About a year ago. You were in the magazine Ash Shabake. It was a picture of you next to the asshole. You looked like you could use a good fuck.”

“Do you always have to use that word?”

“Yes.” He smiled.

“Have you killed people?”

“Are you sure you want to talk about it?”

“Yes.”

“Oooh, haven’t you had enough?” she asks.

“I love watching your face when I play with your pussy.”

“Do you have to be this vulgar?”

“Yes.” He smiled.

“You haven’t answered the question.”

“Yes, I have killed.”

“Was it from afar or have you actually killed someone directly?”

“Both.”

“A lot of people?”

“A lot of people.”

“Are you sure you want to talk about this?” he asks.

“Yes. But please stop. I can’t think when you’re doing that.”

“You’re thinking fine.” He smiles.

“Why?”

“It is wartime.”

“That’s not a reason. There are lots of men who are not killing.”

“Not many. I am more honest.”

“I don’t understand.”

“You will in time.”

“Aren’t you afraid of being killed?” she asks.

“All the time.”

“Do you have a gun?” he asks.

“No, of course not.”

He rolls on top of her, takes his hand out, and opens the drawer of the nightstand. He takes out five pistols, one by one, places them on her stomach, and rolls back over. His hand goes back to its favorite position.

“I don’t want a gun.”

“You have to.”

“Are they loaded?”

“Yes.”

“You’re crazy.”

She pushes the guns away from her. He sits up, kneels, her legs around his waist. He picks up a gun and shows it to her.

“I think this would suit you.”

“Okay.”

He uses the barrel of the gun to massage her vaginal lips.

“It’s loaded,” she says.

“I know.” He smiles.

The barrel penetrates. He moves it in very gently. The metal is cold. He explores with the gun. She can’t say a word. She moans. He smiles. He looks into her eyes. She is his.

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