Chapter Two: Strange Disease

A little sexual frustration

Combined with lack of motivation

And a loss of concentration

I've got a strange disease

She was relentless as she tore my shirt off, simultaneously pushing me back across the bedroom and into the far wall. She was right there, then, attacking me with kisses as her sexy little mouth explored every inch of my scarred skin.

The kisses were heated, searing, in their intensity. If I wasn't already dead, I would have thought she was tryin' to kiss the life out of me. I responded the only way I knew how. Pushin' her off of me and back onto the bed. She complied, landing gracefully on her back as I descended, and took my turn at tearing her shirt off.

It was like a dance of push and pull, give and take. She flipped me onto my back, popping the fly open on my jeans and stripping them off of me, then I had us flipped so that she was looking up at me while I returned the favor. On, and on it went, she'd make a move and I'd reciprocate it. And I was happily content to let my little pixie lead in our dance.

Over an hour later, when we were both coming down from our umpteenth orgasms, she gasped for a different reason and bolted into an upright sitting position as her eyes glazed over with the tell tale look that meant she was seeing something.

When those same eyes returned to me, they were moist with unshed venom and her emotions near about bowled me over. Shaking, she went from fear to denial to uncertainty to resignment to anticipation to enthusiasm to downright excitement to trepidation to anxiety to shame to guilt to sadness and lastly settled on something a man hopes never to see on his wife's face as she turned to me and all that was left written there was pity.

Huh, wasn't exactly expecting this particular revelation any time soon. I thought distractedly. Oh well, at least our last encounter was full of fireworks.

I can't concentrate on work

My libido's gone berserk

Now I'm sweating through my shirt

I've got a strange disease


Two weeks ago,

You said you'd never leave me

And here I am alone

"Have you got everything?" she asked me as we loaded my last box into the truck.

"Yeah, I think that's the last of it." I sighed, walking around to the driver's side. "And even if it isn't, Texas is another state Sweetheart, not another planet. I can have Mom ship me anythin' I've missed."

"Okay, well, say hi to your family for me." she said, wrapping her arms around me for what could only be the last time.

"Will do. Take care o' yer self lil' Missy." I said, blowing a kiss, an' tippin' ma hat as I climbed into the cab.

And in this world of reckless happenstance

Why do good things have to go away

And leave you with nothing?

Ya, you left me with nothing

Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah

And a strange disease

wee ooo wee ooo


Hyper emotional sensations

Sent via television stations

Unaffected by locations

I've got a strange disease

"There he is!" my brother greeted me with his trademark shit eating grin. "How's it feel to be a bachelor now?"

"Like hell." I said, wrapping first my brother and then his pretty lil' wife up in a couple of long overdue and uber emotional hugs.

After haulin' all my stuff in, I sat down in their living room and put my tired ol' feet up, slippin' my hat down over my eyes. I couldn't have a nap of course, but I could damn well zone out for a while not havin' to think about anything after what I'd been through.

They seemed to understand this and excused themselves to hunt, knowin' I'd talk eventually when I was ready to. 'Course, it may be a while.

I can't seem to get to sleep

I don't want nothing to eat

Walking up and down your street

I've got a strange disease


Why did you have to put

so much pressure on me?

You pushed my heart away

Reflecting was gettin' me nowhere. I guess it was never meant to last. I had never fit well into that controlled atmosphere and she never would have fit into my wilder, open country world with my freewheelin' family. We were just to damn different.

"Y'all need to get some air, Man." I heard my know-it-all brother say. "Why don'tcha just get in yer truck, go fer a drive an' see where you end up?" He was obviously havin' one of his 'feelings' and just like the ex, I knew better 'an to bet against that fucker. 'Specially when he was grinnin' like an idiot at me like that.

So I did exactly that, drivin' aimlessly for hours upon hours with no idea of where I was headed or why. It was good though. Gave me a chance to reflect some more without the pressure to socialize or even pay attention to my surroundings. I could totally zone out, relying solely on my instincts and reflexes to keep the wheels on the road.

It wasn't until I eventually saw the 'Now entering the State of Washington' sign that I finally realized where I was headed. That little shit! Fucker could have warned me. I sighed. Yeah, okay, I guess that was another thing I needed closure on. Fine! Let's do this. I shook my head, exhaling an unnecessary breath. Well, at least I had a destination now.

I didn't mean to scare you little one

Is there nothing I can say?

Don't leave me with nothing

Ya you left me with nothing

Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah

And a strange disease

wee ooo wee ooo


Now I'm standing in the rain

Water soaking through my brain

Every droplet speaks your name

And it's driving me insane

I dunno how I mustered the courage to ring the bell. Or why anyone would want to when the whole house reeked of wet mutt. But when the door finally slid open and she stood there in those drawstring, flannel pajama pants and a white wife beater tank top with no bra, every question and every semblance of doubt flew from my mind in that instant.

She looked like she was vacillatin' between lettin' me in and slammin' door in my face. I quickly made the decision for her in the split second it took for my lips to come crashing down on hers. She was startled at first, but it only lasted a moment before I was in sweet heaven as she kissed me back.

It started off exploratory, as all first kisses do, but quickly turned into the most passionate experience of my life up to that moment. Soon, we were flying up the stairs to her bedroom. Not that we needed the privacy, (it was clear she was livin' alone in the house, regardless of the residual wet dog smell surrounding the main floor) but for what I was intendin' us to do, we would definitely be needin' a bed!

I don't want to go to work

My libido's gone berserk I

don't want nothing to eat

Walking up and down your street


But only two weeks ago

You said you'd never leave me

And here I am alone

"What's on your mind, Major?" She asked, noticin' how clearly zoned out I was. I loved how she instinctively addressed the side of me that even my dear ex wife never had the capacity to handle.

"Nothin' really Darlin'. I was simply thinkin' back over everythin' that had to happen, to get us to where we are right now, that's all." I sighed. "I suppose I might have to call the little Pixie and thank her at some point."

"Yeah, that might be a nice idea. After all... she brought you to me." She sighed blissfully, the afterglow still apparent on her now rosy though usually pale as porcelain cheeks. Good golly I could make a career out of watchin' her blush! It was the most incredible thing I had ever seen. And even more so to know that I had put that color onto her cheeks.

Yes, I truly was becomin' a very lucky man indeed. And if I had to do it all over again and endure all the hardships of my long, complicated past just to end up back in this bed, in this moment with this beautiful woman, I reckon I'd say sign me up!

And in this world of reckless happenstance

Why do good things have to go away?

And leave you with nothing

Ya you left me with nothing

Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah

And a strange disease

wee ooo wee ooo


A few moments later, my cell phone buzzed with an incoming text. You're quite welcome!

I had to laugh then. Fuckin' clairvoyant pixie!

"What's so funny?" my sweet angel asked, tryin' to see the text over my shoulder.

"She says we're welcome." I grinned, feeling happier than I ever had in my many, many years on this earth. This time we both started laughing.

A while later I got another text. This time from the fucker who knows shit. Bring the lil' lady home with ya (wherever ya eventually pry yer ass outta her bed to come back here). Ain't nothin' left for her in Washington, an' the missus an' I are both dyin' to meet yer mate! See Major, I told ya a drive'd do ya some good! And just like always, he was right.