Convalescence

The week Girl was in town nearly did me in. I came down with a nasty little chest cold shortly after she left—just in time to carry it with me on vacation. Swimming and golf were out of the question for the first couple days.

My infirmity, however, did not prevent me from vigorously prodding Leslie’s behind as she stood before the bathroom mirror, nor did it save her from my erectile assaults in the wee hours of the morning. Sex certainly does clear the sinuses.

I’d like to think it was Neptune who nursed me back to health (along with, perhaps, my father’s hot toddies); the salt air and 75 degree surf and hot sun did me good, with the added benefit that my skin is now a delightful golden brown. It’s good to be back home at the center of the universe but I’m not looking forward to yet another bone-chilling winter.

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Abby Winters
  1. ME over here, yo! | Oct 5, 04:16 PM | #

    One word: Airborne…works everytime – I’ve been cold and flu free for a couple years now…it sux being on vacay with a head cold!
  2. Girl | Oct 6, 12:06 PM | #

    Sorry to hear I almost did you in.

    And to think – I wasn’t even trying!

    (Hope you’re fully recovered now).

    xx

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