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21/10/2008 Aromatic His phone rings and on the other end strangely formed words are created and passed past her lips only to crash into the bones located in his inner ear. He holds the phone close to catch the pounding of the waves. He listens to the words that are phonetically correct however they seem malformed to him. There is a change in her tone maybe, a hint of distraction possibly, perhaps a waiver, a flutter, a foul, a wisp of supposititiousness. They hang up and he realizes she wont be home for some time this evening. Candles are blown out, herbal night time tea is dumped down the drain, and a chess set is placed precariously back in its original location. Had he really heard her replace the truth with something else? Did she actually do this or did he inflict her with the subtle change of tone? Was it a blunt lie or merely a misleading of the truth or possibly partially precise? Whatever the direction he blew it off and went to bed. Awakened by a slight engine noise down the drive, doors opening and closing, and high heels on hardwood he barely rustles as she makes her way toward his room. He can smell her conglomeration before she hits the bedroom door, which is closed. As she opens the door her redolence spills through the doorway as if floodgates had been opened. This is the aroma he generally loves to smell, the one he notices when they are in the throws of their most intimate encounters, however, this time it is tainted. This wonderful pheromone now has a few lingering low tones, a overbearing sweat aroma, and an after-smell that isn't pleasant. Funny how he can pick out each level and distinguish between them but isn't all that difficult with a little practice. The overbearing sweet smell is the alcohol she has been drinking, the wonderful pheromone means she has been excited this evening and worked up a good wet steamy possibly sweaty encounter but the low tones means she is coming off her high or it has dried and she is on the downward side of her excitement. Finally the last smell that isn't pleasant is her anxiety. She reeks of it. It is her bodies way of releasing negative energy. She lets it go when she is uncomfortable, uneasy, cheating, lying, anticipating negatively, or being deceiving. He learned this smell when she got nervous about a surprise party she was planning, when he caught her in a lie once before, and when she is anticipating something that could possible not go right in the near future like the test she is so sure she will fail soon. He hates this smell! She brushes her teeth, takes a shower, and brushes her teeth again. The sweet aroma is gone due to the Listerine and toothpaste, the wonderful pheromone gone and in its place shampoo and soap, but that horrible after-smell still lingers. She seems to have 'washed' herself clean from all evidence. However, he is sure she was somewhere doing something she should not have been doing now. He knows that this aromatic assault coupled with the misplaced feeling behind the words earlier means she is genuine in some regard. He will continue to think this regardless of her words because what she says isn't important to him right now. How she smells is what is important to me at this moment. Take it easy, Derrick Lee Myers Commenti (2)Per aggiungere un commento, accedi con il tuo Windows Live ID (se utilizzi Hotmail, Messenger o Xbox LIVE possiedi già un Windows Live ID). Accedi Non hai ancora un Windows Live ID? Registrati
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