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Dream Girl
by Josh McIlvain ©
Last night I had a dream
I met a very beautiful girl
Long brown hair, soft and straight,
Beautiful face and body
Quick footed and quick witted
Younger but not much
I never got her age
Everything a girl of my dreams should be
I met her in a funny way
She was the cashier at the Four Seasons
Where I was having breakfast with co-workers
And we were expensing it
Though we were really mad
Because our food was two hours late
And we yelled at the manager who didn't care
Then I went to pay and she, this girl I met, said
It was on the house and I said
Great I'd like to leave something for the waiters,
can you make
Me a bill for them (so I could be reimbursed)
And she said are you sure you want to pay
them?
I said yes
And for some reason she wrote me a personal
check for $110 and then
She and I were in a cab together and she knew
the cabbie by name--Lou
Or something like Lou
He idled by her place first and she mentioned
that her place was a dump and
I said she should see mine
But what she really said was
Her boyfriend's a chump so I corrected myself
And told her I didn't have a girlfriend
She and Lou exchanged a look and
Lou approved of me with a nod that suggested
I was better than the guy she's dating
I asked if she'd like to join me for a beer or
something
And she said, yeah, or something
So Lou drove us toward my place because
I wanted to drop off my stuff
Just the bag I take to work
I tried directing Lou through back streets
We went up this hill which brought us level
with the rooftops
The front doors five stories below the road
So we got out, the girl and I,
Since the back street thing wasn’t working out
Let Lou go, we weren't far anyway
We walked across the rooftops, traveling over
fire escapes,
Crossing buildings on a series of warped
wooden beams better suited for
crossing streams
A friend of hers joined us
A pretty girl too, a little younger
At a wooden shed on one roof we sat in the
corner of this shed
The wood was clean, smelled good and we
laughed, shoulders touching
Her friend seemed to like me but she soon left
to do whatever
Then the girl I met, this girl of my dreams
She wanted me to stay in the corner of the shed
and
Soon we were kissing our first kiss
Things moved pretty fast because not much
later we were naked
Her skin felt nice and warm and she was going
down on me
I thought she was trying to make me come
quickly so she could
Catch up with her friend but then we were
making love and it was going great
We were doing it in a position that I always
liked
Her sitting on my lap with her back to me
What a lovely back it was
And she enjoying herself, getting into it and
I thought what an awesome girl and
I'm so glad I met her maybe this is the start of
something great
Then as we were still doing it she said,
I want to scar you in a painful way
And I thought, wow, that's
The craziest, sexiest thing I ever heard in the
middle of having sex
I've never been a real fan of dirty talk but I
liked that
And her nails pinched me my legs like needles
It felt good
I thought, that feels good, not really painful
But then I saw she had a little scalpel and I said
Whoa what are you doing?
Meanwhile we were still doing it,
Her ass smack-smack against me
I tried grabbing her hand with the scalpel but
She twisted it away with an irritated, what?
Not realizing that I hadn’t interpreted her words
literally
She took the scalpel to the side of my thigh and
began cutting me
Not deep
But like she was making a homemade tattoo
I tried pushing her off but only succeeded in
slipping my dick out
I yelled Yo! Yo! Yo!
That's when I woke up
Happy the girl of my dreams wasn’t real
Even though she had been great for a while.
Josh McIlvain is a playwright, poet and fiction writer and the co-editor of Philly Fiction, a collection of short fiction that highlights Philadelphia.