She invited me to taste her flesh. A bit salty, how I like it. The fifth taste. I didn't finish all that had been cooked, otherwise I would have never been able to deprive me of it. She whispered to me that her arms were cold and her lonely days were long. Could I spend the night? I would have preferred to be able to leave. Polar nights are black. Some never end. She looked at me with a vacant stare. Her body was vacant, too. The walls are made of stone and the hinges are creaking. You can hear voices when the rooster sings. I sneak out and wipe the dirt off my boots.
Ana Maria Dobre-Nir
It was some sort of a castle. I don't even know how I ended up there. I only remember it was some party. Lots of champagne. Naked people. I also remember a lake which I swam in, even though the water was almost frozen. He was coming down the stairs, I was going up. We stopped and kissed for a good while. He had only a silk robe on. I also remember some mirrors. Then we spinned a bottle and played truth or dare. After all, you could call that whole night a dare. I don't remember much, except the bite on my thigh.
Gheorghiță Mircea
Do you want to be my one-night plumber, do you want real love? Picure and address. I'll bring my toolbox. She opens the door wearing only a green little shirt through which you could see a nice pair of tits and a pair of sustainable underwear. Smiling, she showed me a sink with desperate needs. I admire her legs from below and feel her hand on my ass. I finish, but a snotty kid shows up licking pudding. She takes me into the bedroom, but we immediately hear the doorbell. I listen from the closet. Finally, Veta, you fixed up the sink. When I hear snoring I get out of hiding. She kisses me from the doorway and hands me the old siphon to throw away.
(Translated by Raluca Sălcianu / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year I / Corrected by Silvia Petrescu, coordinator of the translations)
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