He Don't Even Know - Harder Than A Matador Coercing A Bull

This is that time I imagine I went to the beach 

with "Gus".
The amazing thing about that is that "Gus" got me there!
I am such a home body

that I'd rather stay in watching
UNDER THE SKIN

again, than go out into the sun.

Many a lesser man has failed to get me out of the house 

and they either gave up and left

or stayed and withered into small dust bunnies

that my maid is afraid to touch.

"Gus" has succeeded in a way that is marvelous.

I try to resist, but I can't

when he grabs my head

holds me still

looks into my eyes and says,

"We're going"
(then the kill)

and smiles.

The combination of his eyes, voice smile

and little tingle sparks on the sides of my head

tell me that I must be where he is.

So, there's the beach

parks,

canyons,

swap meets,

baseball games!

My favorite thing is when I do it to him

and he pretends to go along

and follows me to bed.