Tuesday, May 29, 2018

I Love Dialogue from Indian Summer Revisited by Dellani Oakes



Malin Dimas is a history major, who plays the guitar for love and money. He's just met an amazing new woman, and has landed a new job playing and singing at a local restaurant. He gets an annoyed call from his sister, Tess, because he told their estranged father before he told her. He's just described Carina, his new girlfriend, as symphonic.

"Wouldn't you like to be described as symphonic? I think it's pretty cool."
"I'd love it, but Gary doesn't know any words that big. He gets as far as hot and sexy and starts to drool. I'm thinking of breaking up with him."
"Why's that? I thought he was great in bed."
"He's okay. Clay was better."
"What?"
"I'm kidding. We never got that far. Not that I wasn't interested, but we knew you'd kill us both if we even tried it. He kisses well, though. Is he dating anyone?"
"Yeah, he is," Malin sounded very annoyed. "I can't believe you liked Clay."
"Malin, I know you're just a guy and all, but Clay is nearly as gorgeous as you. It makes me sick to say that, but my brother is one of the best looking men I know, and his dick wad friend is pretty damn jacked and hot and I'd do him in a heartbeat."
"Tess," Malin was getting uncomfortable. "Remember that conversation where it was way too much information?"
"Yeah, so?"
"So, we've reached that point again, only it's your turn."
"Grow up, Malin! I like sex just as much as you do."
"Not listening."
"I'd venture to say I'm nearly as experienced as you are."
"Still not listening."
"I did have a thing with your friend Benji a few months ago. He's kind of kinky, but the things that man can do with his tongue!"
"Tess!"
"What?"
"Bye."
He hung up, flushed and angry. He really didn't think Tess had screwed Benji because she was always complaining that he smelled like last week's dirty laundry. He still didn't like hearing her talk like that and he certainly hadn't appreciated what she had to say about Clay.
"Who was that?" Clay asked him in passing.
"That was Tess."
"Oh, yeah? How's she doing?"
"She misses you and your tongue."
Clay wiggled his tongue around looking confused. "Me? What for? I thought she hated me."
"Hell if I know. She's in one of her moods."
"Ooh, Evil Tess has come out to play. Must be a full moon." He looked up at the sky.
"Clay, did you ever do my sister?"
"Do what? Oh, Do your sister. No. Not that I wouldn't want to, she's smoking hot."
Malin gave him a black look, saying nothing.
"But in a purely virginal and totally untouchable way. I'm going over there now where no one wants to murder me."
He scrambled over by Dana and started making a mess while he tried to help her clean up. She lunged angrily at him with a fork, so he left her alone too and shuffled over by Carina where he hoped he was safe.
"Damn, he's in a bad mood. I think Mal needs to get laid."
He glanced at Carina and blanched. Her expression was very nearly as deadly as Malin's.
"Sorry. Big mouth, small brain." He wandered off, picked up some of Malin's equipment and followed him to his van. "Now what was all that about? Is Tess mad at you?"
"She was. I told Dad about the recording contract."
"Before you told her? Are you insane?"
Malin gave him another black look.
"Forget I asked. You didn't say anything ugly about Nora again did you?"
"No."
"Okay, that's progress."
"You seriously didn't ever—you know—with Tess?"
"Malin, we've been friends a lot of years. I've seen your sister damn near naked on any number of occasions. And, though I was very, very tempted—even when she threw herself at me one night at a party, I said no."
"Threw herself?"
"I swear! Would I lie about that?"
Malin didn't say anything. It was a tough call. Clay would lie if he thought it was what Malin wanted to hear. On the other hand, he would tell the truth if it kept him from getting a beating.
"You might." He loaded his amplifiers into the van.
"True, there are times I might. This isn't one of them. I swear!"
"What party?"
"Um, my twenty-first birthday. I did kiss her. That I did do. It was mildly fantastic," he mumbled quickly. "More than mildly. The other thing—no way."
Malin grabbed his friend and rabbit punched him in the gut. "Good. I'd hate to have to kill you."
"What if I married her and made her blissfully happy by giving her multiple orgasms every night for the rest of her life?"
Malin glared at him over his shoulder as he walked back to the restaurant.
"Okay, that wasn't helping either. I think we've made great progress here tonight. Really!" He trailed behind his friend as he helped load the equipment.

© 2018 Dellani Oakes

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