Several Hummingbirds Flitted
attracted by the scent- The only thing he never changed was his shoes.
- keep trying to convince Fernando to get bunkbeds
- conference and magic show
- my umbrella turned inside out
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Several hummingbirds flitted about Marnie, Svetlana, and me, no doubt attracted by the scent of the flowering hedges but seemingly curious about us as well. Marnie spoke in a dreamer’s voice, telling us many unwelcome factoids about her husband. “He changed his pants and his shirts multiple times every day. And his socks. And underwear. The only thing he never changed was his shoes. He had the same ones for years.” This droning recitation did help with my tantric capacity, much to Svetlana’s pleasure and Heinrich’s impatience.
He had taken out his phone to pass the time, muttering to himself about the conversations he was reviewing. “Why does Betsy keep trying to convince Fernando to get bunkbeds?” This, too, impeded my progress, even more than the sight of contortionist Svetlana partaking of Nurse Marnie advanced it.
“Abracadabra,” Svetlana said, dropping me a wink. I knew instantly she was referring to my exploits on a windy, rainy night at a lepidopterist conference and magic show. I knew I should be worried that she woud possess such knowledge of my past, but the reminder of that night was a potent erotic trigger. In moments, my umbrella turned inside out, so to speak.
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