Cover © Alessia Brio |
FOUR PLAY PP-041, PURPLE PROSAIC, COMING SOON Sex is like cards: If you don't have a good partner, you'd better have a good hand. (Mae West) EUCHRE made sexy. [HOW-TO, CARD GAMES] |
BUY DIRECT USING
GOOGLE CHECKOUT PAYPAL ORDERS ARE FULFILLED AUTOMATICALLY GOOGLE CHECKOUT ORDERS ARE FILLED MANUALLY DELIVERY MAY REQUIRE UP TO 48 HRS |
|
$0.99 (1,485 words) | [ REQUEST A REVIEW COPY ] [ ADD TO PAYPAL CART ] [ HOME ] | ||
WHERE ELSE TO BUY |
EXCERPT |
||
Euchre's my game. I grew up with it. My
parents and three other couples used to get together every so often for an
evening of euchre. I just adored those card parties. My brother and I would get
sent to bed just as the guests were arriving, but I'd invariably creep back down
the stairs to listen to their banter and, on occasion, sneak a peek into the
room. They were younger then than I am now, but at the time they seemed so
ancient. I learned a lot about life by eavesdropping on their games. Above all,
I began to recognize the sexiness in people of all ages. I remember how shocked I was the first time I overheard them all flirting with one another as they played. I was probably ten years old and had just learned the meaning of the word horny. I knew the word applied to me because I couldn't keep my hands out of my pants, but it certainly wasn't a word that applied to "old" people – especially my parents! They would set up two card tables in the living room and a smorgasbord of finger food on the coffee table. Spouses never played as partners which, although I wasn't cognizant of it at the time, was undoubtedly part of the reason I typically woke in the wee hours to the sounds of my parents fucking. Those weren't the only times I overheard them having sex, but euchre nights were always the loudest.
|
|||