The Park Bench Change of Pace
The middle-aged man in dark sunglasses walked along the familiar sidewalk, tapping his silver-metal feeler-cane lightly in a tight side-wave in front of him. His faithful and lovely guide dog walked slowly beside him. When he reached the park bench he heard the sounds of pigeons and inhaled a familiar scent. He sat, put the cane between his legs and spoke: “Is that you, Agnes?”
“Of course, it’s me, Jeffrey! I have to ask you … why do you always ask that same question every morning you come to the park? You know I’m here at this time every morning.”
“Does that bother you, Agnes?”
“No, not really! Just a dumb question, I guess … I’ve got a nice surprise for you, Jeffrey.”
“What, Agnes, a new pair of eyes?”
“Don’t do that, Jeffrey!”
“Don’t do what, Agnes?”
“Feel sorry for yourself!”
“You messing with me, Agnes? You know I don’t feel sorry for myself. Just trying for a little levity, that’s all!”
“Okay, levity, it is! Hold out your hand, Jeffrey!”
“What? You gonna chop it off?”
“Yeah, sure, can’t you hear the chainsaw buzzing? Now, hold out your hand, you old fool!”
“Well, here’s my hand, but don’t be calling me an ‘old fool’, Woman. I’m not old!”
“Ha, ha, ha! But you are a fool, huh? Ha, ha, ha!”
“A Donut! Why, thank you, Agnes. That’s right nice of you! Not the ‘fool’ statement, the donut! Pardon me while I chomp on this Krispy Kreme … I love’em – so soft and flaky! What are you wanting from me, Agnes?”
“Now, why would you ask a question like that? What could I possibly want from an old coot like you?”
“Told you, I’m not old, girl! Hell, I’m ready to fire-up this engine and have me some sex! You game, woman? Or, do I have to go to a house of ill-repute?”
“Ha, ha, ha! That’s funny, Jeffrey, you just made me pee in my pants!”
“Well, then, I’m not having sex with you, girl!”
“Ha, ha, ha! You’re sure snappy this morning, Jeffrey. Let’s sit here for a while yet. Then, we’ll go home, and I’ll fix you a fine lunch … I kinda like this ‘meeting on a park bench’ business, Jeffrey. It sort of livens up our day. We’ll do it ‘til we get tired of it, then we’ll think of something new! I’m glad you thought of this, my darling!”
“Okay, sweetheart, but, tomorrow, you bring a couple of soft pads to sit on. My bony-old ass can’t take this concrete!”
“Ha, ha, ha! Thought you weren’t old, Jeffrey!”
“I ain’t, girl, my ass is!”
Tuesday Change of Pace by BR Chitwood – 8/28/18
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LOL. Well done, Billy Ray
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Glad you enjoyed the post, good John … Hope the knee is mending per schedule! ♥
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All is on schedule, Billy Ray. Thank you.
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Only Excellent news! ♥
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So sweet, Billy Ray. 😀 xox
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Thanks for your ‘sweetness’, dear Eden! ♥ xo
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Oh, this was fun! That couple knows how to mix things up and keep it sexy. 🙂
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My aim is to please! Thank you, good Pam! ♥
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Cute little role-play by these two. I liked when I discovered they’re already a couple. 🙂
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Glad you liked, Diana!
Toketee Falls is glorious! If I get my juices flowing, I’ll try a ‘Photo Prompt’…if it happens, you’re the first to get it! ♥
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