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chap. 16...the once and future queen
chap. 16...the once and future queen
When the margaritas came, Kami stirred hers with the small, red straw and took a sip. Her eyes closed as she savored the taste.
"I love their margaritas here," she said. She set the drink down on the crisp white linen and picked up the oversized menu. I watched her as she concentrated, eyes wrinkled and lips slightly parted and my mind wondered. I took a deep breath. She was so beautiful, so full of life, so absolutely sexual in everything she did. Her cup runneth over with lust.
Kami was the queen, the sensual Cleopatra of the house and she knew it. If she nudged me awake at three o'clock in the morning because she had a craving for Reese's Cups I would throw on my clothes and run out the door, happy to serve. And it wasn't just me; Jeff indulged her whims, too. I thought it was a small price to pay, considering the benefits of our odd relationship. But, I could see Kami in my mind's eye sometimes, a golden crown on her head, building monuments to herself and sending standing armies to foreign shores with the dismissive wave of a hand. If she really had the power to do it. Unlimited power in the hands of limited people. I shuddered at the thought.
"I just want the shrimp salad," she said and lay the menu down. She sipped at her drink through the straw and ran her fingers through her hair.
"Do you like the color?" she asked. It was now platinum, almost white.
"I love it. But then you could shave your head and you'd still be the most beautiful woman I've ever seen."
"Maybe I will."
"You can shave down there," I said suggestively.
"Why would I want to do that?"
"Do you like little girls now?" she said and laughed.
"Only if they're cooked properly," I said.
The waitress came back and we ordered. She noticed Kami's wedding ring and my lack of one and it was almost like she entered our conspiracy. She smiled at Kami and lingered at our table until it was almost uncomfortable. There was a pause in the conversation and she left.
"I think the waitress wants you," I said.
An enigmatic smile, like on Leonardo's Mona Lisa, crept to her mouth. She sipped at her drink.
"Sooo...what did you and Jeff do last weekend?" she asked.
"Slept on the boat," I said.
She looked at me skeptically, her green eyes searching my face for clues.
"Uh huh. That's what he said. Got your story straight this time, huh?"
"And I'm sticking to it," I said and lightly laughed.
Kami was silent. A crooked smile formed on her red lips. She leaned over the table and we locked eyes.
"I know what yall did," she said. She sat back in her seat. The half smile was gone. She looked dead serious.
"I heard Bobby Macgee got missing and her husband called the cops."
There was a pause as she watched my face. I swallowed and looked around for the waitress.
"Ready for another drink?" I asked.
"Well," she said.
"Awfully deep subject."
"Judy Blue Eyes told me she saw you talking to her that night."
"So. Where was Jeff?"
"Asleep on the boat. We drank a fifth of Crown Royal. He passed out early."
Kami looked at me like I had said the sun had disappeared.
"Jeff? Passed out early? Boogie... till... you... puke Jeff?" she said skeptically.
"She said she saw Jeff at the Hotel Astor, too. But he was only there for a few minutes."
I looked around intently for the waitress.
"Why were you kissing on Sally? Did you sleep with her? Did Jeff?"
"Jesus Christ, Kam, I thought we were going to have a nice lunch."
The waitress brought the food and we fell silent.
Halfway through her shrimp salad, she paused and looked at me. The lighting was dim and her platinum hair sparkled with light from the flickering oil lamp on the wall.
"You know what?" she said.
"What?" I said resignedly, knowing what was coming.
"I think Judy Blue Eyes is a homewrecker. I think she wants to break up our marriage. I think she wants Jeff."
I looked at her seriously.
"Could be," I said.
We finished our meal and pushed the plates away and a young, white-aproned busboy came to clear the table. A button had come undone on Kami's white blouse and her shear, flesh colored bra was exposed, along with an over abundance of cleavage. Obviously distracted, he took his time, rattling plates and silverware. A fork fell to the floor and he bent to pick it up. Kami looked at me and screwed up her eyes. I pantomined buttoning my own shirt.
After the busboy left the waitress came back and Kami ordered dessert, a double chocolate concoction.
"You're going to help me eat it, right?" she asked me.
"I'm not much on sweets."
The dessert came along with fresh margaritas and I sat back and watched as she indulged. Taking a bite she closed her eyes as she savored the rich sweetness. I remembered how she had enjoyed this morning, sitting in her make up chair with the same expression as my tongue slid inside her.
I heard the soft plop of her wooden clog as it fell to the floor. Then I felt Kami's bare foot as it crept up my blue jeaned leg and settled between my legs. She softly moved it around.
She continued eating, sensually chewing and looking into my eyes as her foot messaged me into a raging erection. She squeezed it with her toes and laughed.
"Who is that man? He keeps stareing at me," she said.
"Who?" I asked, turning.
She sat the fork on the plate with a slight clink.
It was streaked with chocolate.
"He's not there now," she said.
The waitress came and I payed. I pulled out the tail to my polo shirt and got up. Kami laughed out loud and people looked at us.
"I'm going to the bathroom," she said, still snickering. She stood up, tall and regal, looking ravishing in the short denim skirt and white blouse that still remained open at the top. The deep valley between her breasts looked like a ski slope.
"You know, if you would button your shirt, this might go away," I said. I was feeling the three drinks.
"I don't want it to go away."
I walked outside in the cool sunshine and waited by the front door. After a long while she burst out the door. A big smile lit up her face like a sunrise.
"What are you so happy about?" I asked, taking the mint she offered.
"Don't you be mad," she said.
"What?" I asked.
"That man. The one I told you was stareing."
I nodded, not liking at all where this was going. I felt a tightness in my stomach.
"He walked up to me and told me I was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen," she said.
I inhaled deep and held it.
"He said he'd give me a thousand dollars to sleep with him one time."
I started to walk back inside but she caught me by the arm.
"You don't even know what he looks like," she said and laughed, laughed, laughed. I could see in her eyes that the tequila was affecting her, too.
"I know what he'll look like in a few minutes."
"Are you jealous?" she asked. "I get enough of that shit from Jeff."
We walked to the car and I got behind the wheel and started the engine.
"You don't think I'm going to do it, do you?" she asked. I was silent. She took a business card from her purse and tore it up, tossed the paper shards out the car window. She slid over and took my face in her hands. We kissed and then her lips were on my neck and she slid her wet tongue into my ear.
I heard her whisper, like some fleeting song faraway in the background, barely perceptable, "I love you."
"I love you, too."
3/27/2006 4:21 am
scary thought that.....unlimited power in the hands of limited people....think we already have a bit of that...|
4/6/2006 9:42 am
My first visit to your Florida blog! I'll try to make it back as often as possible. Thanks for the cold beer and the warm sunshine!|
"Unlimited power in the hands of limited people." Guess we had better all keep our eyes on them. Keep up with current affairs and unbiased news reports. Gather our news from multiple sources and media so we don't get lead down any one particular ideological path. If 'We The People' stay informed and hold them accountable for their actions, our system will continue to work better than most others. If 'We The People' become lazy (lazier) and oblivious to what is going on and if 'We The People' allow our leaders to continue playing politics with the criticlly important issues of the day, we will suffer the consequences and lose much of what others have fought and died so often to preserve. Conservative, Liberal and Independent alike, we are Americans first and we must all keep our eyes on our leaders and hold them accountable for producing postive results rather than disfunctional political divide. My rant endeth here.