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She was SO beautiful!
& he told her that, a LOT!
He even gave her a ring,
& said "I love you", a lot.
It turned out that he was just
putting his" mark" on her,
using her : rings are cheap.
Oh!, how he used her! Then
he left, even asked for the ring back,
probably to use it & his balls again,
on some other island .
But he didn't get it.
He just didn't GET it;
some men are like that.
She was SO beautiful!
& he told her that, a lot!
Even just before he left her
he told her "You're the most beautiful
girl in the island". Then he left
(right after she told him she was pregnant).
She loathed him intensely, not for the baby,
but for not caring, & for what he'd said,
& for just using her. He hadn't lied
when he told her she was SO beautiful;
she knew from other sources--
people who knew all the b r e a s t s on the island--
that she was the most beautiful;
on the whole island,she actually was
the most beautiful.
The g i r l s on the island went t o p l e s s ; she liked that.
Her body was the best on the island.
She had t i t s so firm & full & tight
thet "They only cast shadows at noon",
he used to tell her. She liked that.
People on the island who heard
about her--especially her --
would come past her, just checking her out
--she made sure they always got a good shot.
She liked that. "Rocket-boobs" he called her
as she lay sunning on the sand. She liked that.
& she really longed to be faithful
to someone, but that wasn't popular
on the island then. & she wasn't happy
even as the most beautiful.
So, now, here she was, SO beautiful,
& knocked-up. God!, she l o a t h e d him!
So she killed his baby;
did it just to hurt him.
& just to be sure she DID hurt him,
she had the abortionist bring the baby-parts,
all assembled, just to hurt him most.
It was a little boy-baby;
& she went & found him,
& told him--just to hurt him--:
"Your son is d e a d !!"
She wishes now that she hadn't done that.
It is a hard thing to forget, doing that.
Sort of emptied her, like having once been
being called SO beautiful.
She used to BE beautiful.
~~EPILOGUE~~
She went by the island last year.
The company plane stops there.
It would be nice, she thought,
just to go back to check & see
if any friends were still around.
But the island had been "DEVELOPED",
& no-one there was younger than 75.
The men she saw looked at her hungrily,
but none of them had a prostate.
Their women's t i t s touched their navels.
Half of the old beach was cheap condos.
It was like the "Pretenders" tune,
Rush Limbaugh's theme, "My (island) Was Gone".
There was no evidence there had ever been
anyone there, who ever was, or could remember
being SO beautiful.
c 1999 trexx Rex Patton
