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And there was Jerry, handsome as hell, had his boots up on Ben's desk when I got in, listening to a cassette tape of Elvis Presley on the boom box. He grinned seeing me come in, like I just improved the day he was having a hundred percent. "Heartbreak Hotel" was what Elvis was singing. Jerry jumped up from his chair, sang along and wiggled his hips and swept the hair out of his eye just like Elvis used to do. Just about every woman I knew growing up thought Elvis was the perfect man. Sensitive, brooding, talented, handsome as a god. My mom's friends, Half of them had pictures of Jesus Christ and Elvis side by side in the living room. So many women have dreamed of making love to Elvis if this wasn't a good Protestant country, he would have ascended to formal divinity when he died, be worshipped to this day as a fertility god. At the dead center of his divinity is a sexuality so intense it makes women give up their hearts and last bit of good sense. Seeing Jerry do Elvis made me want to jump all over him.
-- "Shooting Elvis" by Robert M. Eversz
Having serviced me beyond all happy expectations, I now put Nina to bed with this. Until the summer, baby!
And there was Jerry, handsome as hell, had his boots up on Ben's desk when I got in, listening to a cassette tape of Elvis Presley on the boom box. He grinned seeing me come in, like I just improved the day he was having a hundred percent. "Heartbreak Hotel" was what Elvis was singing. Jerry jumped up from his chair, sang along and wiggled his hips and swept the hair out of his eye just like Elvis used to do. Just about every woman I knew growing up thought Elvis was the perfect man. Sensitive, brooding, talented, handsome as a god. My mom's friends, Half of them had pictures of Jesus Christ and Elvis side by side in the living room. So many women have dreamed of making love to Elvis if this wasn't a good Protestant country, he would have ascended to formal divinity when he died, be worshipped to this day as a fertility god. At the dead center of his divinity is a sexuality so intense it makes women give up their hearts and last bit of good sense. Seeing Jerry do Elvis made me want to jump all over him.
-- "Shooting Elvis" by Robert M. Eversz
Having serviced me beyond all happy expectations, I now put Nina to bed with this. Until the summer, baby!
