Continuing the series…..
Now a widow, Laura’s life took on different dimensions. The house was on the market, and she decided to travel. She thought of spelunking, exploring caves, climbing mountains.
Pouring over brochures, she heard a scratching sound. She unlatched the second story window and allowed Bart Batkowski to flutter in.
“I wish you would use the door like a normal person. You will draw attention this way.”
“Laura, do you forget what I am? Besides a co-conspirator in murder?”
Laura signed. Harold was dead, gone, Bart now sharing her bed. But it wasn’t the bed where the action happened. It was the damn closet and sex was gymnastic at best. Though Laura had known a transformation, it wasn’t complete. The angle of penetration was off. Bart would insist on hanging from his heels, and all attempts at necking gave Laura a stiff one; neck, that is.
Since Bart said his DNA required the closet hang, they compromised with a vertical 69 position. Bart would embrace her with his wings wrapped tightly around them, and Laura would get comfortable with her pubis level at Bart’s nose.
It was a strange mating, but when Bart snored it sent Laura to heaven.
Jane Kohut-Bartels
Copyrighted, 2008, 2012
Tags: "Metamorphosis III", bats, dversepoets.com, fiction, Jane Kohut-Bartels-author, sex, short fiction
May 21, 2012 at 6:29 pm
Jane! SOME of this I remembered. “…when Bart snored–grin! What about, well…did Bart also SNORT?
Sorry Babe, when the door is open, some Peeps just walk right in–and in my case, hit their head on the door swinging shut!
These vignettes are cute, easy, and fun…a diversion from all the everyday crapola!
PEACE, woman!
Steve
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May 21, 2012 at 7:42 pm
Yep, Steve, a diversion from everyday crapola.
these pieces are a mental vacation. Poetry is harder.
Thanks for reading this, Steve….more tomorrow!
Peace,
Jane
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May 23, 2012 at 12:31 am
*Guffaw!*
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May 23, 2012 at 12:47 am
LOL!…some, Rosemary, are rather ‘shocked’ at the goings on of these two bats.
Jane…and thanks for reading.
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