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About Last Night..

By Joe Dimeck, published Feb 13, 2008
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"I woke up nude, covered from my neck to my knees with an American flag. The room was dank, frigid, and smelt old. My body trembled from the cold air that had filled the apartment. With the flag draped over my shoulders and pulled tight around my upper body, I made my way into the living room. The feint smells of burnt rubber and wet dog grew stronger as I got closer to the bathroom. A pile of burnt clothing was sitting in the bathtub, which was covered with scattered spots of wet ash.

As I took the standard morning piss, I began to realize that the charred articles of clothing were mine; along with my shoes, wallet, and cell phone, which was broken into various pieces.

'What the hell happened here?' I thought. I had no idea whose apartment I was at, no idea why, and worst of all my clothes, wallet, and shoes were sitting in a burnt, soggy pile in a crusty bathtub. The American flag was at my feet as I stood there perplexed, mildly upset, but more confused than anything else. I decided to find the tenant who had been so kind to let some stranger stay the night.

When I returned to the bedroom, I noticed an open window leading to the fire escape. On the floor below the window was a puddle of water; the sill was covered with slush that gathered over night. I closed the window and when I turned back towards the bed, whoever was lying in it rolled towards me. My hands reached for the nearest thing, which was a raggedy old teddy bear. Holding it over my genitals, I saw that the person was an olive-skinned girl with dark hair.

She opened her eyes, which were a glorious cornflower blue. I stood paralyzed as I looked at her abnormally gorgeous face, holding a teddy bear against my nuts.

'Hey you,' she said, raising her arms and stretching her legs under the thin red and white striped sheet.

'Hi,' I said trying to make sense of the situation, 'you.'

Her tiny brown nipples were erect as the cold air brought goose bumps and a shiver over her body.

'Why's it so cold in here?' she asked.

'The window was open.'

'Oh yeah,' she paused to yawn, 'we had to climb up the fire escape to get in last night.'

'Oh...yeah.'

'What's with the teddy bear?'

About Last Night..

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Credit: Joe Dimeck

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I love it.

Posted on 02/25/2008 at 5:02:46 PM

 
Well written story - quite intriguing - now take a peek at my ghost story "The Portrait' and give a comment or two..

Posted on 02/18/2008 at 10:02:03 PM

 
Great writing!!

Posted on 02/15/2008 at 8:02:55 AM

 
Very funny.

Posted on 02/13/2008 at 9:02:10 PM

 
Great read. :-)

Posted on 02/13/2008 at 11:02:21 AM

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