jesup part the twelfth read by jimbob
and ron johnson he believes that he'll go find sally he'll find her and he believes they'll get together
and they'll fuck
they will make out and they will touch each other and they will pinch and tickle each other and kiss and bite and nibble and giggle
and they'll fuck
sometimes they'll fuck in his truck parked down by the river out through the woods back in that little clearing where one night when it's raining and they can't get into the back into the truck's bed when they stay in the cab and the steam from the outside and the steam from the inside cause the metal roof to sweat and drip and in the dusky dawn of the dashboard light scramble her sandaled foot knocks off the rear view mirror and she bumps her head on the steering wheel and raises a whelp so big the next day she has to brush her hair back into an off kilter pony tail claim to her mother that it is fashion
during these times these weekends these holidays they will not talk much at all they will hardly ever speak have no time for conversation the notion of the spoken word of language lost to the nuance of whimper and moan there is no room for any such see spot run
ron he'll come driving over late in the evening he'll find sally about to leave her friends those friends of sally that ron doesn't really know jesup being small but rather cliquish and set in its ways
and sally
she will be about to leave
this crowd her friends
she'll wander off
coy
tipsy
knowing
she'll hop right up into the truck his truck they'll drive off sometimes down to the river sometimes over to the elks club pond over round back near the edge of the pine woods sometimes out back in the parking lot behind the kmart sometimes the best times they'll go to her house if perhaps her parents are off away for the weekend maybe away down at the lakehouse
yeah sometimes the best times they'll go to her house her home a big rambling two story with a wrap around porch set in the middle of what used to be an old pecan grove
they'll run up the wide staircase to her room her room all the way upstairs in the converted attic with the peaked ceilings and dormers providing pockets and nooks and crannies for the day's heat to have settled and simmered to linger long past dinner and their clothes will be off before they hit the last step and they will fall upon her bed together arms around each other grabbing at each other and she so wet and he so hard and his cock will slip will slide tab aa slot be and they will fuck
long giggling loud
and ron and sally they will have at it with wild wiggling abandon crazy old fashioned teenage acrobatic hanging on for dear life desperate fucking rolling around on the white cotton sheets swimming through the clouds of humidity the day's diaphoresis pouring from bodies all a'blur stirring sweat and semen and spit and venom and juices of all sorts into a frothy attempt
to find the love
that should be that is supposed to be
that really can be if only they let it
if only if only if only
they could believe
but the fire of youth oh now it does burn hot sizzles bacon in the pan radiator bursting blacksmith banging all a'glow how can such heat persist where can it go from here how do they find that place where do they find that spot where do they find that open window where they can simply look out see the world feel the world breathe it in take a deep breath
let go that sigh that it's all gonna be all right
that comfortable sigh
shoulder lifting exhaustive god thank god that part's over thank god they can pause still the heart do the eye gazing thing hold hands go the movies maybe plant a garden paint a fence think about finances rent groceries cable tee vee shop for a new washer dryer combo find the right diaper service montessori school ballet lessons little league braces
like keith and julie who got knocked up when they were all juniors last year who got married while keith got his gee eee dee so he could say yeah i graduated keith he went to work at his old man's television and appliance repair shop while julie got big and skinny and angry and sad
keith and julie who moved out to live at julie's family's house out by the lake
keith and julie who would sometimes come by to parties and julie would peck on keith about drinking and julie would peck on keith about smoking dope and keith would sneak out past the edge of the crowd sneak outside by the garage sneak out on the deck say he was going to go take a leak he'd pop a beer and he'd smoke a joint and he'd come sulking back into the party and julie would give him that look that told them all that telegraphed the future to all who paid attention who bothered to notice
keith and julie barely eighteen and they they were already bored and the sad part the really sad part the part that scared the shit out of everyone the terrifying part is that they weren't even angry bored they weren't the bored that they had been a year ago that i'm so fucking bored i just want to get drunk and fuck and fuck things up kind of bored no they weren't angry bored they were accepting bored they were settled bored they were so what the fuck
and ron and sally they see keith and julie and ron and sally they fight to keep the flames ablaze they keep the fires so fucking hot walking across that south georgia asphalt hot gun barrel hot firecracker hot
ron and sally they see that they have plenty of time the road it's long the road ain't got no end they got plenty of time dancing down the road way down the road should they live that long ron and sally they drink down the future in big thirsty gulps
even when they sleep that long deep curled up in each other's arms war weary afterfucking sleep beneath the ceiling fan whirring through the still they burn they burn hot
blood pouring from a wound hot the feel of the deer's heart cut fresh from the kill hot
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