Mr. Murphy was dying of lung cancer -too many cigarettes smoked-
and he would die - his conscious mind would SHRINK INTO INFINITY - that
night at midnight. His once young and athletic " hot stuff " body
would be cold to the touch whe his wife , Sadie, came to look in on
him at three o'clock in the morning. He was not resigned as the phony
psychology books said he should be. He was as terrified as when he a
boy lost and looking for his mother at the New City train station.
When Sadie touched his forehead that night , he remembered how
sensual and beautiful her hands were . Even NOW he was thinking dirty
thoughts. At 18 - a safe sex practice- she use to masturbate him
in the front seat of the car ,parked at the " lovers' lane " in Roger
Williams Park. Later she became bolder with her pretty mouth, but in
the beginning it was her hands that thrilled him. Now they were gnarled
and ugly with arthritis .
In his dream he found himself on a bed naked in pitch black room.
He heard music coming from somewhere. He recognized it as " Death and
the Maiden ". He suddenly felt a pair of disembodied female hands rubbing
his belly. They felt like the hands of an 18 year old girl.
The smooth, sensual. skilled hands began to play teasingly with
his larger than average penis. His penis became erect as the thrilling
hands masturbated him.
But just as he was at the point of explosion the hands changed-
they now felt like gnarled arthritic hands. Then they felt like
skeletal hands. They were crawling like two lobsters toward his neck.
Mr. Murphy felt the fleshless hands begin to strangle him!
When Sadie found him dead , she felt his pulse just to make sure.
Then she made a late night call to her lawyer and questioned him
about her husband's life insurance.
and he would die - his conscious mind would SHRINK INTO INFINITY - that
night at midnight. His once young and athletic " hot stuff " body
would be cold to the touch whe his wife , Sadie, came to look in on
him at three o'clock in the morning. He was not resigned as the phony
psychology books said he should be. He was as terrified as when he a
boy lost and looking for his mother at the New City train station.
When Sadie touched his forehead that night , he remembered how
sensual and beautiful her hands were . Even NOW he was thinking dirty
thoughts. At 18 - a safe sex practice- she use to masturbate him
in the front seat of the car ,parked at the " lovers' lane " in Roger
Williams Park. Later she became bolder with her pretty mouth, but in
the beginning it was her hands that thrilled him. Now they were gnarled
and ugly with arthritis .
In his dream he found himself on a bed naked in pitch black room.
He heard music coming from somewhere. He recognized it as " Death and
the Maiden ". He suddenly felt a pair of disembodied female hands rubbing
his belly. They felt like the hands of an 18 year old girl.
The smooth, sensual. skilled hands began to play teasingly with
his larger than average penis. His penis became erect as the thrilling
hands masturbated him.
But just as he was at the point of explosion the hands changed-
they now felt like gnarled arthritic hands. Then they felt like
skeletal hands. They were crawling like two lobsters toward his neck.
Mr. Murphy felt the fleshless hands begin to strangle him!
When Sadie found him dead , she felt his pulse just to make sure.
Then she made a late night call to her lawyer and questioned him
about her husband's life insurance.
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| " Now they felt like skeletal hands " |
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