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I no longer understand this world. Anytime I've checked statistics the last two weeks, there were three times as many readers from Hong Kong, than anywhere else. And the second contender was Russia, followed by Germany and Ukraine. The US was 5th. Go figure.
This
week, I’d like to start a two-parter. Hope you like it.
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LIVING NEXT DOOR
TO ADONIS
For a a few months, I lived next door to Adonis… and let me tell you that ain’t easy.
I noticed him the
first day I moved into my one-bedroom, third-story apartment in a UNM
off-campus dorm. I stowed my things more or less neatly and then walked to the big
living room window to take in the view. The view turned out to be the window of
the dorm next door. Well, it was a little more than that. It was a good view
into the room directly opposite. That’s
when I had my first look at Adonis. His wide-open drapes gave me a clear, unobstructed
view. I had no idea what his name was, but to me he was Adonis period! Wow! A
shock of thick dark hair tumbling over his forehead. Big eyes I was willing to
bet were chocolate brown, Cupid’s bow lips that pursed fetchingly as he read
the book in his hand.
My eyes moved
down. He was sitting at his desk dressed only in denim cutoffs, revealing a
deep chest and flat stomach with something akin to a six-pack.
As I stared, he
suddenly got up and walked out of sight, giving me a good look at the rest of
him. The name Adonis stuck! If his place was a mirror image of mine, he’d just
gone into his kitchen, or maybe his bathroom. The mental image that
brought was a tingle to my nethers.
Then he reappeared
again and caught me ogling. I panicked until he lifted a hand and gave me a
wave… plus a devastating smile. My knees went weak, but my arm responded with a
wave of its own.
Without even
thinking twice, I rearranged my study desk right beneath that window so all I
had to do was look up from whatever text I was reading and gaze straight into his
apartment. I was to learn he kept those
drapes open all the time, day and night. The first night he had a couple of
other dudes and three gals over for a mini-party. I say that because they did
some studying together before getting down to popping beer cans. Later in the
evening some heavy smooching heated me up and made me turn off the lights so
they couldn’t see there was a seventh member of their little soiree.
My morning routine
became getting up, rushing through a shave and shower so I could go out and
check if Adonis was stirring. Usually he was. A week later, he added a new
dimension to our routine.
He walked over to
his desk still drying off from his shower. I took it all in with my chin
flapping. Double wow! The middle section was as impressive as the rest of him.
Like always, he
glanced up and caught me gawking. He gave me his usual smile and hearty wave. I
think my arm answered back, but I’m not sure. The rest of me was taking it all
in. Then he turned around and strolled out of sight. Believe me the back was as
intriguing as the front.
After that,
Tuesdays and Thursdays became the days I hated most because I had early classes
and missed the morning parade of bare flesh. After a month of this, I lifted my
mobile phone and pointed to it, hoping he’d write out a number and press it
against the glass pane. He made like he was reaching for a piece of paper,
hesitated, and then shook his head before walking out of sight to go get
dressed.
The next morning
when he picked up his books from the desk, I grabbed mine and scooted
downstairs without even waiting for the elevator. Our dorms have four
entrances, all of them locked. The residents had to use an electronic pass to
gain entrance. I bet it all on the front entrance, but after five minutes,
Adonis hadn’t appeared, and it dawned on me he probably had a car in the
underground parking lot. That explained why I hadn’t seen him on the campus
shuttle bus.
I asked all over
the place about who he was with no results until I smartened up and checked out
last year’s annual. Took me an hour, but I found him. Thomas A. Astroea. Damn!
He was Greek. That middle initial must stand for Adonis. Had to! He was
a senior majoring in Electronics, and came from Florida. Other than a photo
that put all others to shame, there wasn’t much exciting about his write up. No
club memberships, no fraternities, no nothing.
The same evening that
I discovered his name, he added some spice to the peep show. I was working on
my English Lit when I glanced up to see him walk into view bare-assed again. He
usually took his showers in the morning, but he must be going out on a date or
something, because he was still drying off when he stood squarely in front of
the window and patted water from every inch of his magnificent body. I damn
near left a nose print on the glass pane.
When I recovered
my senses, I caught his eye and pantomimed going down the stairs and going up
another flight. He grimaced and shook his head. Then he started drying off his
male member, which proceeded to grow and grow and grow.
****
What’s
going on here? Adonis—the Greek mortal god was supposed to be something of a
snob, but a tease? The local Adonis is about to drive our nameless observer
batty. Wonder what will happen next week?
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