Tod and Gina are having sex on her bed.
They are doing it missionary.
Tod keeps pumping.
Gina's hands lightly sit on his back.
She stares vacantly to the side.
Tod pumps and pumps.
CONTINUED.......
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HEARTLESS ON A TUESDAY
Tod and Gina are having sex on her bed.
They are doing it missionary.
Tod keeps pumping.
Gina's hands lightly sit on his back.
She stares vacantly to the side.
Tod pumps and pumps.
(He does it like a robot. Each pump is a perfect one beat of a metronome. Where is the passion? I thought men were supposed to fuck and be horny and kinds of shit. This is like a robot with his little robot penis pumping to a 4/4 timing. This is fucking boring. How am I supposed to be amused with him robotically pumping away like that. His face has this stupid look on it like he is taking a math test. That isn't sexy.)
-Does that feel good?
(No, I'm bored. Do something, say something, be something else besides yourself. I better say yes or he'll start crying or something.)
-Oh yes.
(I should win an Oscar.)
-You're drying up Gina.
Gina puts her finger down there and touches her vagina.
(He's correct. I am all dried up.)
-Should I get some lube?
Gina looks at the clock (I don't have to be at work for two hours. Fuck, I'm screwed, I have no excuse.)
-Go ahead.
Tod stands up, get the bottle of lube, squeezes some out onto his palm. He rubs it over his penis and some on Gina's pussy.
(He just touched my pussy. That's silly.)
He moves back into missionary.
He moves a little bit and then PUNCH!
Gina gives Tod a right to the face.
Tod flies off of her.
Gina-Fucking asshole cut me with your toenail!
-You punched me Gina.
-Look at my leg asshole!
Gina points to the gash on her leg.
-I'm sorry, it was an accident. You don't punch people for accidents Gina.
(You cause me pain, I cause you pain, that's my law.)
-Whatever. I'm going to the bathroom to put a band-aid on it.
-I'm sorry.
Gina enters the bathroom.
She looks into the mirror (Well, it got me out of that.)
She glares at the mirror.
A look of power and endurance comes over her face.
(I like my face like this. I wish I could walk around with this look on my face all the time. People would probably start pleading me to go to the mental ward. And that would get annoying.)
Tod stands at the door naked-Gina I haven't cummed.
Gina does not turn to look at him or look at his image in the mirror- I don't understand. (If I can just pretend to be confused and out of mind for long enough he'll go away.)
-Gina, it isn't right. If you cum, I gotta cum.
(Think of something really stupid and long and annoying and that will make him go away. Pick your words carefully, go slow, be contrived, think old Spanish Village.)
-Tod, I went to college for two years. To real college Tod. And while I was there we learned of something called The Code of Hammurabi. Have you ever heard of The Code of Hammurabi Tod?
-What are you talking about Gina?
-The Code of Hammurabi (Saying Hammurabi is fun.) is one of the first books of laws ever written. In that book there are many laws, eye for an eye, tooth for a tooth, but nowhere in this ancient text of The Code of Hammurabi is there a law concerning women having to make men cum.
Tod's eyes plead and his voice sounds like a little boy begging mommy for a toy at Wal-Mart.
-Gina, it's like an unwritten law or something.
-You mean like a de facto law?
Tod holds his eye. It is slowly becoming black and blue.
-What the hell is a de facto law Gina?
-It doesn't matter. Does your right hand still work?
-Yeah, why.
-Is there Lube left?
-Yeah.
-Why don't you jerk off into a sock.
-Let me jerk off on you.
Gina finishes putting the band-aid on her leg and looks at Tod's image in the mirror.
-Tod, I'm right here, naked. Jerk it.
-Putting on a band-aid isn't sexy Gina.
-What do you know of sexy?
-What does that mean? What is your problem, first you punch me and then you keep saying crazy shit to me.
-Tod.
-What now Gina?
-I don't think you're evil. You're just a person, a regular normal person that loves being really regular and normal. I want you to leave and find something to do with your life.
-Are we breaking up?
-Yes. I've decided that you suck.
Tod puts his clothes on in a rush. He doesn't feel right having a serious argument without his clothes on. He needs to look civilized to engage in arguments and make dicisions. Gina remains naked sitting on her bathroom sink.
-Gina, things will get better.
(What are 'things'? What is 'better?' Don't say that. That won't work. Something direct, simple, something cliché. Something he needs.)
-Tod, do you ever get the urge to fuck other girls?
-You wanna fuck other people Gina?
(Yes.)
-Listen to me Tod. This is important. I want you to think about how you will get to fuck other people when we break up. How free you will feel, how great the world will be again, when Tod Schults is single again and he can go looking for new pussy.
Tod stares into space trying to think.
-Tod, do you know where your car is?
-Huh?
-Your car Tod, do you know where it is?
-Yeah, it's in the driveway.
-You should walk to it, then get in it, then leave.
Tod stands there clothed, looking pitiful, tears running down his white nicely shaved cheeks-Gina, this isn't the right thing to do.
('Right?' 'thing?' 'do?')
-You have a really nice car, don't you want to drive it?
-Can I have a hug before I leave?
Gina motions with her left hand for him to come closer.
PUNCH!
Gina gives Tod another right.
Tod bounces off the wall-What the fuck Gina?
Mocking-What the fuck Tod?
Gina looks at his face and sees each curvature and scar of it (He doesn't seem as attractive as I thought he was when I first met him. He looks terrible now. Like a sweating white man. His mouth keeps opening, his mouth makes sounds. His blue eyes look more like marbles than small oceans. I really fooled myself with this one. Is there anything about him that is exactly horrible though? I can't think of anything, I don't see any real evidence of him being a horrible person. When he had money he bought me gifts, he bought me some shit from Tiffineys off the internet. He paid my cell-phone bill once when I didn't have money. He never beat me, he was real nice on my birthday. Do I like him? Hell, do I like anyone?)
Tod eventually leaves.
Gina does not cry.
Noah Cicero has two books Published The Human War and The Condemned. He lives in Youngstown OH, he cooks at a restaurant, he drives a 1990 Jetta with no heat, radio, two of the doors don't open, and when it breaks, he fixes it himself. To purchase his books go here.
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