KOI FISH ROMANCE IN IOWA //🐟 A NOVEL 🐟// BY: MR. OMAR KING

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It was so nice of the bakers to invite me to their home for supper, that was very kind of them to that. I think I had a good time eating and chatting with em. I brought a tray a of cookies that I baked from the refrigerated cookie dough. They didn't seem to notice and care if it was from the refrigerator, they was hungry at the time and those cookies were no big deal. They just ate it as it was. The hamburger helper was good, I wouldn't recommend eating it all the time, but that's what they had in the menu for supper, but who am I to judge, right Gary. We have eaten worse things than hamburger helper. What did they say to you, Olive? What did you say? Nothing much, like I said, we sat there and ate our supper until Charlie Jr. come home late with his girlfriend: the broad with the nice tits and ass. He said he was sorry that he/they was late, something came up at his job, so he had to stay a little longer as what I gathered from him. But, he wasn't honest, Gary, I don't think so, I've seen that look on him and his slut anywhere, I've seen it before. My theory is, they've had too much to drink at the time and as blotto as they were, they couldn't go anywhere, so they stayed in a back alley of a supermarket and sat on the ground and she sat on his lap, and he took his shirt off and same with her, and he pulled his pants down and she went down on her knees and starting tasting his red cock and then sucking it all together, and she moans and he groans and she murmurs: do it how I like it, baby, do it how I like it. And he replies, I'm doing it, I'm doing it. But they digress and he splooj his hot cum on her face and then he tells her how much he loves her and she the same, but she doesn't believe him all together because he was drunk, so they wait out their blotto to end and then go to a gas station restroom and clean themselves up and then make their way to the baker's house with a Cheshire grin on their faces, all the while we eat our supper.
But I digress
What made you come up with that theory? Good question,  Gary. And easy one to answer, their clothes weren't all together clean and their breath smelled of mints, the heavy scent kind, the kind of scent that could snuff out your sense of smell. That heavy, huh? You wouldn't believe your nose. Though, I cannot leave out of this tank and see it for myself, which is a shame, I will take your word on it. Maybe I can leave, I could, I just don't know when that time will come when body enlarge and my fins become arms and legs and they too will sprout out from my little body and I will be a man. You will, Gary, you will in time, these kinds of things need patience. Oh, Olive, patience I do have. What else did the bakers do or say? Gary, they mentioned the name of my ex-husband, Larry, it was such a dread to discuss that topic with them, but, I did. And What did they say? "Oh, Olive, I saw a Facebook photo post of Larry with his other woman , posing outside their home with your grown children , like a happy family. It is such a shame you weren't there. Do have any knowledge of that picture." And Gary, I was very much aware of that picture. I didn't like that picture, but what could I do about it, send a spiteful comment that will end blocked/deleted. No, no, I had no comment on that but Margie knew I was furious. "It's such a shame that you weren't in it, or least acknowledge you in the post, it doesn't make sense that the father of your children doesn't have the dame to say he was sorry. Is he sorry? How sorry is he." Was he sorry, Olive? I don't- I don't know? I don't know, Gary. You know I try not to get wrapped up in their lives but I do and I very much guilty of it, but I can't help to think about how our lives could have been if Larry did not ran off on us. Gary, I had to hear that my marriage was over on the phone and that was it and never saw much of him again....... FUCK HIM, OLIVE! FUCK THAT NO GOOD, SPINELESS, MOTHER FUCKING ASSHOLE! You are too good for him. You could do better, you know that. You don't know him, I know you don't want him, you got me. Aren't I enough for you? But you are, Gary, you are enough for me, and I thank you very much of your kindness and your friendship towards me. I can say you are a bigger man than he is, I love you sweetheart. I love you, too.
I had an idea, and I mentioned it to the bakers. "What's your idea, hon?" I'm going to take a trip from Iowa and go down to Larry's house to visit him and his wife and the children, I have not seen them in a very long time and they haven't returned my calls, I'm worried of them, Gary, and I want to see them and understand what's going on in their lives and what they're doing. How can I be a part of it. "You want to go up there? Why, Livvi? I am shocked on this idea. How will you get there, how much money you got with you? Wouldn't it be strange be in a room full of Larry's other broad's family. What would they say: "Who invited the first wife to the party." Well, they can kiss my old fat ass. I'm going, Gary. I've endured this solitude for so long. Something has got to give to the table, I think it's gonna be me. Like Marge, I am very surprised in you, Olive. Why, it's the perfect opportunity for me, they throwing a party, a big baby shower for my daughter and nobody has dame to call me and I saw that post of them on Facebook where it said that they're very much excited to have, Coyote our grandson in this world for the next 4 months, and we're gonna through a baby shower on his behalf, to celebrate his coming to life. Oh, Gary, you have no idea how heartbroken I was to find that out. That was you who made that noise? You told me that it was just a dog, why didn't you tell me? Why? I didn't want you to see me in such state, Gary, I am sorry I did not tell you, before. I thought it be a surprise. A surprise it is, Lady.