Spaghetti Dinner
by Nicole S
"How do you know?"
"You have to put some olive
oil in the water so it doesn't stick together."
"Since when are you the
expert?"
"It's going to be one big ball of pasta."
"Would you like to take
over?"
"Gladly."
"Fine, here you go. I'll stir the sauce."
"Is it home
made?"
"Yes. I opened the jar. I emptied the jar into the pan, voila, home
made."
"You didn't chop the tomatoes yourself and let it simmer for a
day?"
"With my busy schedule who has the time?"
"Busy schedule? All you did
was fuck me all day!"
"Same with you. I didn't see you up here cooking at the
crack of dawn."
"Do you at least have garlic bread?"
"Of course. It's
actually Foccacia."
"Very nice."
"It smelled terrific in the store."
"You
didn't make that either?"
"I had a dick in my ass all day, how could
I?"
"There's no reason to be vulgar."
"It wasn't vulgar half an hour ago
when it was happening."
"Get the colander, the spaghetti is ready."
"It's
in the sink."
"I'll put the sauce and the bread on the table."
"Watch out,
here's the spaghetti."
"You're dripping water everywhere."
"Smells
good."
"It's going to taste even better."
"No meatballs?"
"No, no
meatballs. Unless you can buy sauce with them already in there."
"That's
gross."
"Mmmmm, this is good."
"It's very nice."
"Nice? It's delicious.
Have some Foccacia."
"Thanks. You're right, it's delicious."
"I told
you."
"Wine?"
"Please."
"You got a little..."
"What?"
"Sauce on your
chest."
"Where?"
"Right here."
"I'm eating you know."
"So. You probably
let it drop there on purpose."
"It was your idea to eat spaghetti
naked."
"Oops, more sauce on your chest. A little spaghetti too."
"Hey,
that's hot you know."
"Let me take care of that for you."
"That's very...
mmmmmm... nice of you."
"There's a few other things I have to take care of
while I'm down here."
"Yeah? Like what?"
"Like this."
"Hmmmm. That's...
that's... oh fuck that's good."
"I'm glad you like that. What about
this?"
"Ooooooh yeah baby that's nice. Hmmmm."
"And this?"
"Mercy. Please
don't stop."
"I don't intend to."
"Oh god that's good. Yeah, that's really
good. Oh yeah.That's... uh... I'm...I'm gonna... Oh god!"
"Now I liked that
part. What's the matter? You not hungry anymore?"
"I, uh. I'm famished. You
must be full."
"Never."
"You're not doing it right."
