Michael Malone - Weebly

"These post-coital light-ups." He grinned. "They
showed you too many foreign films at Vassar." He redressed
himself quickly. "You better hurry up before
somebody opens that door."
"Crap, you are such a small-town librarian!" she
told him. To his horror and delight, she ran outside,
waving her arms over her head, then rushed back and
slammed the door. "See." She grinned. "Did the state
totter?"
"Yes," he said, "yes," and pulled her toward him,
kissing her hair and neck. "Yes, it did. And the earth
shook." The lovers laughed across the empty green,
their silliness ignored by squirrels and birds, who had
already mated and now had families to raise.
Sidney Blossom's lunch hour was at an end without
his having eaten lunch. At the door of his chipped,
rusted Volkswagen bug, the librarian waited until he
was certain of his voice. "Kate? You said our making
love makes you feel alive. Does it by any chance make
you feel like getting married?"
She laughed. "Oh, Sid. Nobody gets married
anymore!" She slapped his buttocks with her tennis