The crying woman- page 11-13.
The crying woman- page eleven
(This Chapter is rated Mature and may contain material unsuitable for readers under 18.)
A Chapter by Coyote Poetry
Almost done with the tale. When we have nothing to give away. Can you steal from us?
The crying woman- page eleven
I awoke in the night alone and I had the soft cotton sheets covering my nude body. My body was sore and I remembered bodies, moving, fighting and interlacing into one. I remember feeling free, feeling good. I don’t know. I believe I saw other faces too. My body felt used-up and I liked the feeling. Me and my ex-husband had a cold marriage. He left me three years ago and I didn’t date. I had to work and work some more. I was alone and I didn’t care. The needs of my body was forgotten. Now I remember them and I told myself. Never gain will I allow disappointment to stop me from being a woman. Last night was like a wild dream and I wanted more. Lawrence appeared with a cup of strong and black coffee. He told me. I must escape for one day and I will return tomorrow night. I left you a credit card and some money. Please buy some more black silky stockings. I like to take them off your legs. I love to see your pale beautiful legs. I laughed at him and I asked him. Did you have fun with me last night Lawrence? He smiled and he told me. You are my ambrosia, my nectar dear Carolina. You painted a forever memory in my mind. A wonderful memory.
He left me alone in the large new house and I took a long bath and she allowed her body to relax. I tried to remember the night and I saw dreams of hands, faces and my body feeling wonderful. After the bath, I laid in my bed and I wondered where my daughter was? I wondered what have I become. I remember the opium now. It took away my fear and I felt like a free bird in the large blue sky. At nine am. The phone awoke her and Marcello told on on the phone. At noon, my friend Lilith and Thomas will stop by. They will bring spicy seafood and a large salad. Please don’t eat. You will enjoy the Asia seafood. Best restaurant in Reno prepared. Please make them feel welcome in Reno. I love you Carolina and have some fun. She wondered about his words. Make them happy?
The arrived at noon with many plates of food. They were young and beautiful. Lilith was perfect, large breasts, small waist, long blond hair and amazing tanned legs. The bluest eyes I ever seen. She came to me and she kissed me long and sweetly. She told Thomas, she is more beautiful than Marcello said. Thomas was tall, he had gray eyes and was strong and muscular. He was well-mannered and he had a kind and gentle voice. He came to me and he kissed my hand. He told me. It is my delight to meet a ginger hair beauty. I do like those ginger hair beauties. I turned red and he laughed. He told Lilith. She is more than perfect. Let’s eat before the food is cold. Lilith open the red wine and Thomas spread out the many dishes of the seafood, rice and a large salad on the large table. Lilith told me. Lawrence told us. You were a goddess and it is true. Let’s eat. They ate slowly and they talks about everything that didn’t matter. I like this. Lilith told me. I was a model, now I travel and I find new things to enjoy. Thomas is a painter of woman. He will ensure your face, your body will never be forgotten. He liked you and how is the food? I told her. The food is so amazing and thank you for bringing the food to my home. Lilith asked me. Carolina, do you dance? I love dancing and I brought a new Leonard Cohen tape. Thomas is a poor dancing but he does his best. I was having a great time. The food was perfect and the wine was delicious.
I danced with Thomas first and he held me softly, kissing my neck and my face. Lilith divided us up and she brought me closer. She asked me. Having fun sweet woman? I told her yes. We danced for many songs and she held long kisses with me and I adored her. I never kissed a woman before and I knew from my friends. Only a woman knows how to kiss. She whispered to me. Lawrence promised us the best China opium in the whole world. Can we do dear Carolina? I said okay and I wondered what would be the final outcome of this be? I brought the kit to Thomas and he prepared the pipe. He told Lilith. Lawrence using the ivory pipe we gave him. I am glad. Lilith came to be and I loved how her bare feet moved with the song. Her skin was soft and pleasure to feel against my skin when we slowed dance to Leonard Cohen songs. Thomas gave the pipe to Lilith first and she took three slow deep breathe of the opium and she gave me the pipe. I took four deep breathe, slowing allowing the smoke to take over my body. Lilith dropped her dress, she was bra-less and panty-less. Her body was perfect and she moved slowly with the music. Capturing my eyes and my mind. Lilith dance bare-ass, encircling the room and Thomas breathe in the opium and he was smiling and laughing at Lilith. I released my dress and I took off my panties and bra. Thomas asked. Please keep the black hosier on. I left him on and I joined Lilith in the wild and free dance. Thomas took his clothing off and he watched us. It was like a dream. We fell upon the bed and I felt soft kisses on my skin. I felt many hands on my skin, making me scream with delight and pleasure. I remember seeing Lilith face and Thomas riding me hard. I fell into a wild and twisted dream. I remember bodies being twisted and wanting more. It seem more dream-like than true. I wondered is life, sin, sin and more sin. I didn’t want to stop. The day faded into night and I awoke alone at two am. I was nude still and I wandered to the bathroom. I took a long bath and I dressed in a t-shirt. I went to the living room and I poured a large shot of the Johnnie walker. I drank the whiskey till the bottle was empty. I went to bed, not knowing who I was or who I will be now?
The crying woman- page twelve…
I awoke at nine am. I drank two cups of black coffee and I tried to remember the night. Marcello called me at nine thirty am and he said. Hello dear Carolina and how are you? Lawrence will return at six pm at you home. I would like to see you at noon, if possible? I told him okay, I am fine and how are you? He told me. I am fine dear Carolina. Please look good, please smell good and I look forward to seeing you. I asked him. What am I doing today? He told me. You are already a Reno legend and I want you to meet some new people. I took a quick shower, I put on my blue thong and low-cut blue bra. I would wear the blue dress, make my body look more strong and tempting. I roll on the blue silky stockings and I wondered. What was I doing?
Marcello send a car to pick me up at eleven thirty. The driver was polite and he took me to a private club. Many men and women of all ages, races and color were drinking, talking and watching each other. They were well-dressed and well-mannered. Marcello found me and he introduced me to Andrea. A gorgeous red hair woman with big tits, small waist and a large ass. She hugged me and her dark brown eyes dig into my eyes. She kissed my face and my lips. She told. I believe I have fell in love with you already. She told Marcello. She is a delight, not spoiled by the Devil’s den yet. Let’s go to my private room and Marcello, you can go elsewhere. She took me to a beautiful room. Many soft seats around the room and long single bed in the center. There were no mirrors. she went to the corner and she prepared a opium pipe of many colors of ivory and larger than Lawrence pipe. She told me. I heard you like the Dream gun. Me too Carolina. Before I found Reno. I made money for large companies and now I work less, make more money and play more. We must learn. Everybody want something. What do you want Carolina? Is life waiting for death or should we dance with death? I smoked the opium first taking four deep breathe. She laughed at me and she told me. Be careful dear Carolina. Opium is tricky. I buy the best you can buy and you must allow Aunti Emma to slowly take you. She took two deep breathe and I felt her hands dancing on my skin. I felt the warmness of her lips against my lips. I remembering wanting more and I remembered many hands upon my skin, twisted faces and bodies moving against my body in a wild dance. It seem to last forever and I awoke alone in my bed and I realized. I was just meat, just skin and flesh to be used. The saddest part. I didn’t care. I had a house, food, money for the first time in my life. I told myself, working for rich men and women. I was a low paid whore in California. I know what I become. A high paid whore in Reno.
The crying woman- chapter thirteen.
A Chapter by Coyote PoetryWe become what we suppose to be. Can’t save someone. Who don’t want to be saved.
Crying woman- chapter thirteen. Maybe last chapter???
I have lived in Reno three months now. I don’t work Sunday or Monday and I still send money to my mother in California. She had the cancer and I pray the treatments can help her. My ex-husband won’t allow me to speak to my daughter. Lawrence gave me the paperwork. The house I live in. Is my house now. I still can make Lawrence smile and I have learn new bad habits. I drink more and I love the opium. I need the opium now, I do before I can sleep. If I don’t, I can’t sleep. I don’t mind the sex. Once I thought love was everything. Love didn’t save me, love broke my heart, my body and my mind once. I am a lion now. I befriend people with class and cash. I have learn many things in Reno. I can do the tango, a skilled belly dancer and I learn. Women control all things. Marcello and I are special friends now. I have learn men and women like so many things. I love to dance now and kind Lilith come over on Sunday mornings. We stay bare-assed, drink and we do the opium. Thomas rarely visits. He told me once. I am in the way pretty lady and he is my Monday delight when Lawrence is gone on Monday. I cry sometimes. I know I miss my daughter’s smile and my mother’s laughter. The crying woman was right. Reno is the devil’s den. It will take and take till you forget your face and you give-up everything you loved. I haven’t give-up yet. I want to find my daughter, give her everything I have and owned. I work less now. I am call a high class call girl. Pretty words for high class whore. I fear one day, my daughter will see what I am? Nothing but flesh and bones to be used and left. It is okay. I have accepted my life.
Done. Thank you Carolina. Please don’t forget me. I need someone to remember me.——
I put down the thirteen page and I remember my friend Cheryl. I wondered how she lived? How did she die? I packed my bags and I loaded my truck. I went to the coffee shop looking for Carolina. I knew I would find her. It was ten am and I saw her sitting alone, watching the people going by. I went to her and I saw in her eyes. They were filled with sadness and loneliness. I asked her. Can I sit with you Carolina? She asked me. You didn’t want me last night, Johnnie, I ain’t pretty enough for you? Please sit with me. I told her. You are so beautiful, so filled with anger and sadness. I wanted you to feel safe. She looked into my eyes. I loved how you caressed my face and my hair. You sang me a love song, didn’t you? Could you sing for me now? I sang to her. “We are travelers, born alone, we will learn to walk with another. We will know love, we will know heartbreak. Maybe if we are lucky. Someone will be kind to us?” She smiled and she told me. I wished I found a good man like you when I was young and brave. Maybe love would have touched my heart? I asked her, could we take a walk and talk. We could go to the river and we could drink our coffee there. Pretend we are old lovers. I want to know you and I can stay in Reno another day. Maybe I can take you home to your mother? Your thirteen pages gave me a glimpse of you. I want to know more dear Carolina. She laughed at my words. She told me. You damn soldier/poets believe you can save the world. Save the lady in distress. You can’t. I can teach you pain and suffering now only. I have no home in California. My mother died of cancer two years ago and my ex-husband is living in Chicago, I believe. In the Devil’s den, no angels sweetie. If you stay with me. Will you befriend me, write me love letters and tell me I am the only one? I told her. Yes I would.She gave me a real smile and I asked for a simple date. I want to hold you hands, steal soft kisses and I want to tell you a thousand times. How beautiful you are. I want to make you feel young and adored. I held her right hand and I told her. I have sin, drank too much and I have knew anger. You and I are more the same than different. She laughed loudly and she told me. I love you Johnnie. I understand why the Devil don’t want you. You are a hopeful and dreamy man. Maybe foolish? You make me believe kisses are sweet as September wine. I would spend a day with you my dear soldier and you promise not to break my heart and steal everything I own. She laid her face into my chest and I caressed her like a child. I kissed her forehead and her lips softly. I whispered to her. You and I. Just dancing Raven upon the dark night. Maybe we can find a safe place dear Carolina. If I can save you, I will save myself dear lady.
Coyote