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Dinnerthis story is part of the FanClub (fm:one-on-one, 3173 words)

Author: Tom Soup
Added: Jul 08 2002Views / Reads: 1114 / 727 [65%]Story vote: 9.50 (4 votes)
A Dinner that never happens but appetites that are satisfied
 


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Dinner With Misty

Whenever Misty made dinner, Steve liked to help out. They enjoyed being in the kitchen together. Like having sex, it was a sensory experience that enhanced their life, an everyday reverie that would sink to repetitive boredom without some playfulness and spontaneity. Misty liked the actual mixing and cooking, the simmering and boiling.

Steve liked the tools. He liked the selection and the preparation aspects. He liked discovering a new use for a cooking tool designed for a single purpose. Sometimes, he'd use the melon ball molder to make little mash potato balls or the potato peeler to make shave the butter. He filled a drawer in the kitchen with tools not usually associated with cooking. A metal shoe horn, screwdrivers and pliers, a pencil sharpener he liked to use on carrots, clothespins with adjustable tension that he had never actually used for food but rather on Misty's nipples, paint brushes, suction cups, and little reels of copper and aluminum wire.

Making dinner was their chance to unwind and tell each other about their day. It gave them a time slot to purge all the outside distractions from their daily work pressures. Steve would usually get home first and he would open a bottle of wine or mix a martini for each of them in the few minutes before Misty would come home. The sight of her was always the highlight of his day when she would walk through the door ...

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