"Mike Resnick - Marcia" - читать интересную книгу автора (Resnick Mike)

Thursday, June 9

Marcia and I wake up together, or maybe I should say that we wake up at the same time. I place my
eye to the Celestron and zero in and can almost see her clit pulsating. Then I look at her breasts and utter
a howl of anguish because her nipples are not erect and she should knowтАФdamn it, shemust
know!тАФthat she looks like only half a woman when they're like that. I want to suck and bite them erect,
but I just stare and stare and get madder and madder at her.

She yawns, and hangs up her robe, and starts to get dressed. She puts her bra on first and then her
panties, and I am beside myself with rage.Everyone knows that you're supposed to do it the other way
around. It's just out-and-outwrong , and if I were there I'd take that goddamned vibrator and shove it so
far up her ass that it would break her teeth.

I'm so upset that I don't even follow her to work like I always do. Ordinarily I like to watch her raise her
hand and jiggle her breasts when she signals the bus, and try to get a peek up her skirt as she takes an
aisle seat, but she has ruined everything today.

If she doesn't start showing a little consideration, I'll do something bad to her.

Yes I will.
****

Friday, June 10

I'm so mad I could almost kill her!

She didn't wear a bra today, and just walked up to the bus stop, bouncing and flopping for everyone to
see. I mean, you could seeeverything! The bus was a couple of minutes late, and some tall, gray-haired
guy carrying a briefcase stopped to talk to her while we were waiting, and her nipples almost stuck right
through her sweater. They didn't have any goddamned trouble standing up forhim!

And the bus driver, who never notices anything, not even dogs crossing the street in front of him, gave
her a great big smile when she shook her boobs in his face. If she'd have paused in front of him one more
second I'd have cut his cock off and fed it to those dogs that he's always trying to hit.

Those tits and that cunt and that ass aremine to look atтАФnobody else's! No woman I love can flaunt
herself like some five-buck-a-shot hooker, that's all I've got to say.

It had just better never happen again.

Or else.
****

Saturday, June 11

She goes to the beach today, and I sit a few hundred yards away on a park bench, binoculars in hand,
and watch her.

She finds a nice secluded spot and removes her wraparound, and she is wearing a skimpy little