Ordinary Thunderstorms (2010) by Boyd William

Author:Boyd, William [Boyd, William]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2011-01-13T22:00:00+00:00

Mhouse sat on the mattress, cross-legged, facing him, munching crisps and drinking wine from the bottle. It was like a midnight feast, Adam thoughtthen, a second later, the school analogy seemed absurd. There were no naked midnight feasts at school, Adam realised: young women did not sit opposite you, naked, cross-legged, during school midnight feasts. He placed his finger on her MHOUSE LY-ON tattoo. When did you do that? he asked. She had other, more conventional tattoos: a jagged, two-pronged, lightning bolt on her coccyx; a multi-petalled flower on her left shoulder; a constellation of stars (Orion) on the instep of her right foot. They had been done professionally in tattoo-parlours: MHOUSE LY-ON was all her own work. It was when Ly-on was born. Like to show we one person, you knowI did small one on him, on his leg when he was baby. Boy, did he crying. But, she smiled, radiantly, she believed it, no one can separate us, now. Never. Why are you called Mhouse? My real name is Suri, she said, spelling it for him slowly. But I never like being Suriso many bad things happen to Suri. So I change it. To Mhouse. Suri means mouse in French languagesomeone told me. Of course. But why do you write it like that? I can write a bit. I can write house, yeah? I learn that. So, she smiled. HouseMhouse. Easy. Adam touched her breasts, kissed them, dragged his knuckles across her nipples, let his fingers trail down her flat stomach. Somebody offered me a job today, he said. 25,000 a year, and a car. Mhouses laughter was loud and genuine. You a funny one, John, she said. You know how to make me laugh. She put the wine bottle down and pushed him gently, rolling him over on to his back so she could straddle him. She leant forward, twisting her body, letting her breasts touch his lips, his chin, a nipple grazing it, one then the other, and she kissed him, taking his bottom lip between her teeth and biting gently. I kiss you for free, she said. Thank you, Adam said. Adam ran his hands down her lean back to cup her tensed buttocks. One hundred pounds to Mhouse, he thought, and a hundred to Mr Qualityworth every begging penny. 27 LUIGI HIMSELF PUT THE thick envelope on his desk. Thank you, Luigi, Ingram said. Ill see you at six, as usual. He was about to open the envelope when he experienced one of these new virulent itches againthis time on the sole of his left foot. He kicked his shoe off. Removed his sock and scratched vigorously. Itch was far too inert a word to describe these potent irritations: it was as if someone had inserted a red-hot acupuncture needle beneath the skin and had wiggled it around. Moreover, they seemed to occur anywhere on his bodyarmpit, neck, finger-joint, buttockand yet there was no sign of a bite or an incipient rash. Some sort

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