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Have I ever loved one? Lena thought once. She counted her lovers on fingers and toes (a few times over.)
Her first lover she most certainly had loved. He was from down the street, not across the ocean.
Yes, I must have loved him I thought. Lena thought this too. I prefer dark hair and he had dark hair. This must be because of his inital influence on my sexual appetite. Such a realization inspired Lena to graph a multi-variable analysis of her lovers.
I must include all of the most important characteristics, I thought. Lena thought this also. She could deduce her true love from statistical pattern. This all made perfect sense to Lena and to me as well.
Lena wrote all of the most important and favorite features of her lovers. Here is her list.
1. agreeable fetishes
(some of Lena's fetishes narcissism and voyerism. She could only feel pleasure by witnessing pleasure. This is why she would do anything to catch a man touching himself.)
2. ability to make her cum
(Lena only came for a partner when it was deserved. Many men do not deserve to see a woman in such an ecstatic state; many women are fools for revealing themselves too soon. By principle Lena had never fabricated an orgasm.)
3. the width of their cock
(Lena had realized long ago that length mattered little in comparison with this vital feature of the male sex organ. Coincidentally, she learned from a Chilean lover that a woman could, with startling accuracy, estimate the abilities of this organ by the shape of its owners' nose.)
4. a favorite flower
(Her mother had been a florist. A man with an eye for beautiful things could never be faithful but always be trusted.)
5. time spent thinking about them after, during, and before.
(This was difficult, but because Lena lived in her mind as well as her body she had to think about it. Some lovers, she hardly recalled how they felt but she enjoyed to fantasize about them, imposing her own version of the reality that occurred. Others were fantastic but at once forgettable. Lena was looking for a holistic mind-dweller.)
Documentation took much longer than Lena anticipated. She delayed the final result by composing many silly schoolgirl side-competitions, such as softest-to-hardest and fattest-to-thinnest. Finally she tallied the results.
By god, this cannot be, Lena thought. I am in love with Umberto Eco.
1 footnotes:
Really loving the prose-y stuff. It's a beautiful box for your ideas.
Keep 'em comin', Knapp, and don't be a stranger.
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