Steven Hunley
08-08-2010, 06:59 PM
Bliss and the Woman
By
Steven Hunley
We agreed that we’d experienced bliss together. That was the word we had come up with; bliss. A few days later I went to the ninety-nine cent store to get some tea and Kava, and lime juice for the tea. I walked down the candy isle and spotted two kinds of dark chocolate displayed side-by-side. One was a Dove bar and advertised itself as “silky smooth dark chocolate.” Fair enough. Beside it was Hershey’s Bliss, saying it was “rich and creamy dark chocolate.” OK. So I got both.
I like to comparison shop. I ate a piece of each while waiting for a bus. But it was so hard to tell! I couldn’t make up my mind! I mean, after all, what did I have to compare either one to besides each other? The phrase “silky and smooth” reminded me of nothing but her thighs. And Bliss? What was that in a chocolate bar anyway?
I’d already eaten two pieces, which left me three more of each. I needed a true gold standard of some sort, something that would, as they say nowadays, “set the bar.” Then I had it!
As soon as I got home I placed the two candy bars on the nightstand near the bed. Then I made two cups of berry-flavored tea, and picked up the telephone. I dialed.
“Hi,” she said. With her single utterance I took the full measure of ‘rich and creamy’.
“Kaleana, Can you come over at once? I need you."
“Yesss,” she answered, and within the sound of her esses I heard the complete definition and implication of both ‘silky' and
'smooth', and understood.
The Bliss would take care of itself.
By
Steven Hunley
We agreed that we’d experienced bliss together. That was the word we had come up with; bliss. A few days later I went to the ninety-nine cent store to get some tea and Kava, and lime juice for the tea. I walked down the candy isle and spotted two kinds of dark chocolate displayed side-by-side. One was a Dove bar and advertised itself as “silky smooth dark chocolate.” Fair enough. Beside it was Hershey’s Bliss, saying it was “rich and creamy dark chocolate.” OK. So I got both.
I like to comparison shop. I ate a piece of each while waiting for a bus. But it was so hard to tell! I couldn’t make up my mind! I mean, after all, what did I have to compare either one to besides each other? The phrase “silky and smooth” reminded me of nothing but her thighs. And Bliss? What was that in a chocolate bar anyway?
I’d already eaten two pieces, which left me three more of each. I needed a true gold standard of some sort, something that would, as they say nowadays, “set the bar.” Then I had it!
As soon as I got home I placed the two candy bars on the nightstand near the bed. Then I made two cups of berry-flavored tea, and picked up the telephone. I dialed.
“Hi,” she said. With her single utterance I took the full measure of ‘rich and creamy’.
“Kaleana, Can you come over at once? I need you."
“Yesss,” she answered, and within the sound of her esses I heard the complete definition and implication of both ‘silky' and
'smooth', and understood.
The Bliss would take care of itself.