Language
"Good, good?" I find myself uttering in broken German, wishing to know if she likes the way I urge four fingers into her.
She says something, but for some reason that's not on the list of words that I know.
(Yes no I you want fuck off good?)
I hope it's not a tomorrow maybe don't know can't decide.
I ask again, good good, just to make sure.
She mumbles, the groans, and I decide it's about time to put a long reflected on theory about life into practice: Always assume the positive.
Sex is good.
The positive of good is more.
I squeeze my thumb in with the fingers.
Her body stretches, arches, comes up from the bed, hangs in mid air a moment, then comes back down full force upon my fist.
Beautiful.
That's the language I speak.
She says something, but for some reason that's not on the list of words that I know.
(Yes no I you want fuck off good?)
I hope it's not a tomorrow maybe don't know can't decide.
I ask again, good good, just to make sure.
She mumbles, the groans, and I decide it's about time to put a long reflected on theory about life into practice: Always assume the positive.
Sex is good.
The positive of good is more.
I squeeze my thumb in with the fingers.
Her body stretches, arches, comes up from the bed, hangs in mid air a moment, then comes back down full force upon my fist.
Beautiful.
That's the language I speak.
"Language" is taken from Joey's newest collection of short stories, entitled Sex You Can Read.
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"Language" has been performed on stage, as part of Joey's Porn Performance Lectures.
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And of course "Language" was written at some point.
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"Language" has even made its way into Joey's photographic work.
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