Three in a Bed

Written by a long time, dear friend of mine

Three in a bed – a true tale

                  BobNbobbi

An image can, and very strongly will, conjure old memories.

Is my image visual, a girl walking down the street wearing a thin print skirt, not quite sheer, not quite blown by the wind to voyeur delight, but still a remembered scene from years long past when the skirt came off to reveal hidden delights?

Is the image aural, a cry out in the night exciting an ear and stirring a brain from sleep?  

The noise could be an alarm.  No ... that sound was passion, excited orgasm.  

R is no longer alongside me in bed.  She made the noise, didn’t she ear? Didn’t she brain? Didn’t she psyche?

Where is my R?

My hand reaches across a cotton field to find her.  There she is with her lover.  She is safe, go back to sleep and dream; they didn’t invite you.