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Morticia Speaks French as Gomez Goes Insane with Passion Take 69 

Tramp stamp and pigtails

A sundress and no panties this time,

No messing about with jeans.

We are sitting on the sofa

I have a hand between her thighs.

Smoking pot and menthol camel crushes

And we are talking about the novel,

My first and she’s the first

Professional to get a look at it.

She spoke to me in Latin.

She used a literary term I had never heard before

In latin but I knew enough 

To understand we were going

To continue our erudite discussion 

With her on her hand and knees

And me kneeling behind her.

Go on, speak to me of all things literary.

You know what it means don’t you?

Of course I used an academic term in latin.

I’m your editor, how else would I speak to you?

She says coyly, looking back at me over her shoulder.

It’s only her hands

The way they claw at the carpet that give it away.

Thank the gods I only sent her the first 187 pages

If I had sent all 739 pages of the beast, 

She would have destroyed me by now.