The Hemingway Hoax by Joe Haldeman

Author:Joe Haldeman [Joe Haldeman]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: altar’s revenge, hugo, marsbound, nebula, Fiction, Science Fiction, robert graham, awards, worlds apart, General, campbell, forever war, forever peace, classics, forever free, Tricentennial
ISBN: 9781612421360
Google: 45-vmwEACAAJ
Amazon: 1612421369
Publisher: Arc Manor
Published: 2013-04-17T00:00:00+00:00

On the other side of town, six days later, she was in about the same position on Castle’s bed, and even more exhausted.

“Aren’t you overdoing the loving little wifey bit? It’s been a week.”

She exhaled audibly. “What a week.”

“Missed you.” He nuzzled her and made an unsubtle preparatory gesture.

“No, you don’t.” She rolled out of bed. “Once is plenty.” She went to the mirror and ran a brush through her damp hair. “Besides, it’s not me you missed. You missed it.” She sat at the open window, improving the neighborhood’s scenery. “It’s gonna need a Teflon lining installed.”

“Old boy’s feelin’ his oats?”

“Not feeling his anything. God, I don’t know what’s gotten into him. Four, five times a day; six.”

“Screwed, blewed, and tattooed. You asked for it.”

“As a matter of fact, I didn’t. I haven’t had a chance to start my little act. He got off that train with an erection, and he still has it. No woman would be safe around him. Nothing wet and concave would be safe.”

“So does that mean it’s a good time to bring in Pansy? Or is he so stuck on you he wouldn’t even notice her?”

She scowled at the brush, picking hair out of it. “Actually, Castle, I was just about to ask you the same thing. Relying on your well-known expertise in animal behavior.”

“Okay.” He sat up. “I say we oughta go for it. If he’s a walkin’ talkin’ hard-on like you say…Pansy’d pull him like a magnet. You’d have to be a fuckin’ monk not to want Pansy.”

“Like Rasputin.”

“Like who?”

“Never mind.” She went back to the brush. “I guess, I guess one problem is that I really am enjoying the attention. I guess I’m not too anxious to hand him over to this champion sexpot.”

“Aw, Lena—”

“Really. I do love him in my way, Castle. I don’t want to lose him over this scheme.”

“You’re not gonna lose him. Trust me. You catch him dickin’ Pansy, get mad, forgive him. Hell, you’ll have him wrapped around your finger.”

“I guess. You make the competition sound pretty formidable.”

“Don’t worry. She’s outa there the next day.”

“Unless she winds up in love with him. That would be cute.”

“He’s almost twice her age. Besides, she’s a whore. Whores don’t fall in love.”

“They’re women, Castle. Women fall in love.”

“Yeah, sure. Just like on TV.”

She turned away from him; looked out the window. “You really know how to make a woman feel great, you know?”

“Come on.” He crossed over and smoothed her hair. She turned around but didn’t look up. “Don’t run yourself down, Lena. You’re still one hell of a piece of ass.”

“Thanks.” She smiled into his leer and grabbed him. “If you weren’t such a poet, I’d trade you in for a vibrator.”

15. IN PRAISE OF HIS MISTRESS

Pansy was indeed beautiful, even under normal conditions; delicate features, wasp waist combined with generous secondary sexual characteristics. The conditions under which John first saw her were calculated to maximize sexiness and vulnerability. Red nylon running shorts, tight and very short, and

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