Tempting Fiction by Les Cook

Author:Les Cook
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Les Cook
Published: 2022-03-18T00:00:00+00:00

LOVEMAKING WITH TRIPFIENA is naked – done without thought as the irresponsible would. I believe Tripfiena doesn’t have feelings – is this too strange or is it a perfect position?

It is true now that Russia seems distant and my death impossible.

We haven’t an answer to our future.

Tripfiena South, I North, how about together?

What about money?

Will she sleep with other men if I follow her South?

Tripfiena has a bank account, collecting money, so she tells me.

‘I love making money, I do nothing and it collects, men are a wonderful money-making tool,’ she laughs as she speaks.

It is encouraging seeing her in a white sheet, washed from a shower with no intention to dress for the day. We haven’t had lunch. Will she finally dress?

Tripfiena has a vodka concoction ready for consumption, one glass for me and one glass half-finished for her.

‘Last night you didn’t make love to me. Now we will drink and then make love.’ She shouts, ‘Drink!’

The sheet is removed.

‘Come here.’ She talks rough.

I’ve been told to drink my drink.

I drink my entire drink.

We begin to make love.

She is slow on my chest, talking dreams of what we’ll be – travel, study, and then she’ll teach me how to make money.

Her message has ended.

My eyes seem to collapse, pulsate.

I’ve begun to blur.

She is slow above me, riding what I consider an invincible hard-on.

She’s done all the work, and the vodka has made me stiff and somewhat incoherent.

It is quite sensational.

I only have to look at her riding me slowly in high ecstasy as she mumbles words (half in Russian) that I plainly don’t understand.

‘Meet me in the South,’ I can understand.

I’ll answer yes to anything she says; only I’m fading fast, not to orgasm or even to lose my stiffness, but to keep my vision and hearing in a state of steady function.

‘Have this,’ she says, ‘you want to die? Today you will die – as you come.’

She pumps me faster, harder.

I feel my imploring orgasm may kill me.

I want to die as she’s suggested.

It is now that I know that my truest breath of what alive is, is taken now.

I ask myself, what is creature?

I see a short dagger clasped between her fingers.

Like an ice pick tenderly in and out of my chest.

I feel the dagger against, then bounce off my rib.

I can see an insignificant amount of blood on the dagger on my chest.

A culminating orgasm comes.

I close my eyes in a blind extravaganza.

Not certain as I open my eyes in what seems a minute of ejaculation if what I see is true.

The room is quiet.

No sound.

I hear silence, not a horn, not a heart – a cat screeches – a man yells and the dogs sound song.

Tripfiena is gone.

The small dagger that had been between her fingers and into my chest is gone too.

I feel wounded pain, I’m sick with thoughts.

The dreaded ‘what if’?

I don’t care to move, just – dream.

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