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The Sun and the Leaves
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Pop had an appointment this morning. It is a beautiful, cool, sunny morning, and Monk would have liked to take his walk, even without bread. He thought about pushing everything off a day, but his hair is writhing in its grease a little bit, so he decided to take a shower anyway, and go ahead and make it a full-scrub shower as it has been a long time since he did that.
He cut his morning reading a little short for this full-scrub shower, but he wound up masturbating to some old rape fiction. Afterward, he went to the kitchen and polished off the last few powerded donuts, intending to take Bo outside before his shower, and he started thinking that it has been a long time since he took Bo out back. Enough leaves have collected back there that it is discomforting to Bo.
Thinking about what a nice sunny afternoon it is, Monk found some ambition. He is going to get his little exercise, after all. After lunch, he will mow the back to pick up the bulk of those leaves, even though there is still another load to fall. He also wants to knock that bird's nest down from the porch, before he keeps putting it off and finds a new round of birds trying to make a home out of it.
This will knock aside the afternoon reading, but it is a good plan. And then he will have worked up more of an appetite for those cinnamon rolls. Now, if Monk can only stick to it. The weather and the stars are right.
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[1330]
Come on, you can do it! Be a man, be a man!
Monk straggles out of his sweats to change to his work jeans, "But I ain't. I just want to sleep and read."
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Pop had an appointment this morning. It is a beautiful, cool, sunny morning, and Monk would have liked to take his walk, even without bread. He thought about pushing everything off a day, but his hair is writhing in its grease a little bit, so he decided to take a shower anyway, and go ahead and make it a full-scrub shower as it has been a long time since he did that.
He cut his morning reading a little short for this full-scrub shower, but he wound up masturbating to some old rape fiction. Afterward, he went to the kitchen and polished off the last few powerded donuts, intending to take Bo outside before his shower, and he started thinking that it has been a long time since he took Bo out back. Enough leaves have collected back there that it is discomforting to Bo.
Thinking about what a nice sunny afternoon it is, Monk found some ambition. He is going to get his little exercise, after all. After lunch, he will mow the back to pick up the bulk of those leaves, even though there is still another load to fall. He also wants to knock that bird's nest down from the porch, before he keeps putting it off and finds a new round of birds trying to make a home out of it.
This will knock aside the afternoon reading, but it is a good plan. And then he will have worked up more of an appetite for those cinnamon rolls. Now, if Monk can only stick to it. The weather and the stars are right.
___ ___ ___
[1330]
Come on, you can do it! Be a man, be a man!
Monk straggles out of his sweats to change to his work jeans, "But I ain't. I just want to sleep and read."