Kampfkoloss

This one was inspired by the story “Harmlose Luft” two posts before. I wrote my own version of it, hence the similarity.  I think I might never grow up.

Harmless Air:

It was an evening just like any other. The last person I expected to visit me was her. I just finished my plate of baked beans as the bell rang. Who should it be at this hour?! Of course I thought it was some buddy with beer, so I just strolled over to the door and opened it. And there she was, a young goddess of a woman. I was sure that Lady Helena would look like a hooker next to her.

We just met recently and she actually shouldn´t know where I live.
She had asked around till she found a friend of mine who told her where I lived.
Of course I asked her in, hoping she wouldn´t see how dirty my flat was. I can get desperate sometimes. I went straight for the bath. I never ever brushed my teeth, tidied up my hair and put on deo as fast as at that evening. I even found a used t-shirt which wasn´t as dirty as the one I wear. Before I went out of the bathroom I flushed – damn I´m witty sometimes.

She sat on my couch and waited for me. She even brought a good bottle of wine and asked me if I had some wine glasses. I could smell her across the room. I remembered me of freshly blowing syringa. We were silent as we drank our first few sips of wine out of my beakers. I just wanted lean over and kiss her, as she said: “Fuck it“ sat on my lap and kissed me first.

Thats when it happened. I baked some aircakes.

You bet I didn´t want that. And I bet you know what happened after that. Of course she stopped kissing (I didn´t). She looked at me „Thats disgusting you pig.“ Stood up, took her purse and stormed right out of my flat. I ran after her. I couldn´t her go. It was lookin´ so good for me. I mean really good. My brain worked at as hard as it could in this situation, which obviously wasn´t that much, cause all I could come up to shout after her was:“ But – but it was just - just some harmless air!.“

Never saw her again.