"the temptation" continued

part 4
note: skipped to 4 but published 3 later. so this continues from the story at
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after we ate coq [some served with simple spices and others were chicken stewed in wine] for supper which is the last meal in the day, efrim walked with amy from the shul=synagog. he said "i finally met your coz--just say kuzin, amy corrected firmly. silenced he looked around and noticed things which felt odd to efrim, bkuz he was accostumed to saturday being different, yet here busses operated and a cab passed filled with teens. some had green dye so the hair looked like grass.  a car stopped near a bus stop so a lad could exit to wait by the bus stop. in stark contrast to efrims black hat, this lad was wearing a cap with a baseball symbol. the car had a cool decoration on one hubcap. it was like a gear with cogs. the other hubcap simply had the letter "cue".
amy noticed that his jacket did not match his trousers and she complained in a bitchy tone "you are not wearing your suit. look at how your trousers are blue but your jacket is black--my suit is locked in the room--why couldnt you wear it? you are such a cad [meaning one who lacks gentlemanly instinct]--you locked me out--do not try to put the blame on me i was at apartment 2a you could have asked me to open it--or we could have 2 keys--my dad did nthing wrong! i dont want to hear another word about this and you would lose the key.--no,i...--i said not another word! she ended emphaticaly. efrim thought about her reaction to his suit not matching a big ado such a fuss and over-reaction it reminded him of the joke "women only ovary-act" haha.
they pushed open the unlocked outer door and they climbed the steps in silence. efrim turned from the stairs to the door 2b bekuz that was where they had put the clothes. amy turned the other way
to 2a. she went left from the stairs and efrim waited like a helpless child with no key while amy knocked on the door of 2a. "who is there?"--amy--we dont know amy--open sesame--oh that amy. the lady in 2a opened her door and let amy in. "so you want a cup of tea and who is that strange man? get him out of the building!--oh that is just my man child, amy giggled and the nebbor giggled too. "come in too we cant leave you alone" giggled the nebbor.+ efrim requested "please give us the key to the vacation rental"--as if a man can be trusted with a key, the nebbor said in a tone of ridicule "you would just lose it--that is a "con" however her dad is a man, efrim pointed out recalling that her dad had given the key to amy. nebbor sandy [fake name] glared at amy and said in a tone of horror "your mom let your dad hold the key??"--my dam had no pockets in her dress.
efrim was staring at a picture of a cat when he asked "amy, how do you carry the key?--i did not carry it! when you left this past afternoon i came to sandy's house because she is the owner. she introduced me to the man in apartment "cee" and so i left the key here so i would not carry anything on shabat.--there is an erub [that is a reljis term for the imaginary wall that permits carrying books or glassses even on sabbath if prepared by the rabbis]--holy people do not rely on that. [this would lead to a significant argument the next day but at the moment efrim was silent.] sandy offered hot tea and the young couple accepted. the hostess also offered WINE. amy said no. efrim said "if you re not in THE mood you should drink a cup of wine" but amy frowned and refused. man thought efrim not only is she frigid but she even refuses to drink wine to get in the mood. we are like single people who do not sleep together. the hostess commented "you two are very different" so amy explained we are a duo bekuz opposites attract.  walked to the kitchen while amy and efrim sat on the dark leather of the leather couch. efrim reached to the low table and opened the cap of a bottle of cola. amy scolded him "you are a gest [like geko g with e sometimes not j and other times gee like jee stupid brits.] so wait to dup it until the host offers. that is not your stuff--sorry--and the caffiene too because you need to sleep at night--i said sorry. she rolled her eyes so efrim added the phrase "a hundred pardons." then changed the subject "our host realy likes animals--wadya mean--like the fish tank looks like it has cod inside it. so she must luv animals.--that is no proof maybe she is too lazy to have a dog so she has fish--also the picture of the cob in our room--wat animal is a cob?-- a male swan and here 2  photos of cats and another with a cub of a white polar bear (the cub was on a mountain side which had a cwm and a col)--just say swan you show off--well cob is a certain gender of swan like cow is the female--i get it like a doe--lets turn on the tv--that is not funny!--so tell me what you talked about while i was away this past afternon--n i dont want to talk about it. silence reigned until sandy returned from the kitchen with a tray. on it were three shallow saucers. 2 had small tea-cups and steam rising from them the third at a bar of chocolate naked with no wrapper.
sandy carefullly lowered the tray onto the low table called a coffee table which was by the leather sofa. she lifted a saucer with the tea cup and handed it to amy. she lay the saucer on the coffee table. the steam rose. sandy then broke a row of squares from the bar of chocolate and then broke it into squares one square per person. she gave a square to amy first then one to efrim then last she put hers in her mouth as the steam rose from the hot tea.
efrim started chewing the choclit to eat it. amy criticised "dont chew it!" [can you believe this woman??]--why not?-- if you chew then you use it up too quickly just hold it on your tong so that it melts like this--fine please give me a new square and i will eat it correctly--no new square for you! you ate it wrong. sandy interjected "after we finish ours then we will each have more. so efrim sat waiting while the girls melted the choclit in their mouths. efrim was bored so he asked for the key again but the women refused to trust him with the key. efrim was annoyed and said "smart decision i would lock her out the same as she locked me out" amy just glared at him.
they sat in silence and efrim thought about the boy who ate a bar of choclit earlier that day he had the whole bar for himself but these witches only gave him one small square. there was green dip on the low table. he tried to dip a triangular chip just a bit but dug too deep. as he moved it towards his mouth a drip made a green dot on his white shirt. finally the girls finished the square of choclit and took sips from the hot tea and found it was still too hot.
sandy then broke anther square and gave it to efrim and instructed "dont forget to melt it in your mounth not chew". so efrim obeyed. then sandy broke the remainnng bar in half anf gave half to amy and bit into her half and started chewing. efrim was too surprised to comment that he was being treated different. amy too bit into her half of bar and started chewing efrim did not want to be a cur [meaning cowardly] so he accused "you are doing it wrong you said we should not chew--dont tell me what to do. you think just bekuz i have breasts you do not owe me due respect. i can chew if i want. i have all this, answered amy waving half a bar. "what about due respect for everybody? you are mean for giving me less" accused efrim the ladys giggled and sandy said in a sing song "sao-o-r-r-r-r-y none left for you" and the girls just waved the chunks of choclit in their hands. efrim was disgusted by the treatment. he spit out the remainng choclit from his mouth into his hands and was about to storm out the door to get away from these bitch-witches when he realized he was still locked out! so he dumped the soggy choclit onto the carpet and repeated in the same teasing tone "sa-o-r-r-r-r-y for your rug--that is horrid! you put your dog poo and stained my fancy dun carpeting!" whined sandy. she looked like she was about to cry. near tears for her rug. "i said i was sorry. i am a dub [meaning clumsy] and i bear the cui [meaning responsibility] what can you expect from a man child" he said with a veiled tease. "i am so sorry for my dud of a  husband..." began amy but sandy was really angry about the rug! she ran to a hook by the door pulled off the keys found the right one and gave ot to amy saying "GET.. OUT... NOW" efrim tried to hide his smile his ruse had worked. he was finally allowed back to his clothes. but he was not done. "i apologized that is my list of dos now you should acccept my apology". amy got the key and reached for another sip of tea but sandy grabbed the tea cup and sloshed tea on the rug. "uh oh looks like doggy sandy had an accident on the rug" teased efrim justfiying that she called him a dog. amy attacked" how dare you treat your hostess that way nobody can call anybody a dog"--unless he is a man, corrected sandy now off you go. amy lay her remaining bar on the saucer because she was very gholy too holy to carry anything on shabat- while carrying the key like a hypocrit. "efrim ointe dout "if you are carriying the key you might as well carry your choclit--only the key is critical enuf for an exception not choclit and it has too much faat inside anyway--so if you were not gonna eat it give to me to eat--you are fat enuf already. amy rushed away out the door and efrim followed while sandy pushed the door closed behind them.
amy tried to put the key in the lock but dropped the key. as it fell efrim tried to cop it but failed. she unlocked 2b and the room was very dim.  a weak orange light came from the aft right corner where the toilet room was while its door was most ly closed and nly a bit a jar. efrim walked to the window and amy pulled off her wig with brown hair. seeing amy did not go to the bathroom efrim went. as he opened the door amy coplained "hey dont go n there i need to pee--i wont be long--but i cant wait it is an emergency--i see the rush as you first take off your wig you liar--dont call me a liar a really have to pee. efrim closed the door behind himself and locked it for privacy as amy pushed on the door and wiggled the locked doorknob trying to turn it. jeez wisperd efrim and he popped out his male-pipe and let the stream of yellowish urin out he aimed at the aft curve of the toilet but some of the stream hit the water makig a tinkle sound and bubbles so he aimed a bit higher. the stream lasted for a while it seemed a long time so efrim started counting seconds same as in the footballl game "one misisipy, 2 misisipy..." he got to 4 and the stream went limp so he leaned forward so it would all go into the bowl ndnone woulr drip on the tile floor. the bubbling sound returned and from beyond the door amy whined "quiet in there when you piss- it makes me need to piss more" efrim yanked his briefs forward so he would not touch his own male finger with his hands and the male pipe slid back into the briefs. he closed his zipper and turned to wash his hands. oops... but she was annoying so he decided not to flush.
he turned the handle for the water but no water came out.so he unlocked the door and amy almost fell over him as she pushed against the door and criticies gross you did not wash your hands" efrim ignored her and left her to her pissing. she left the door open and walked to the toilet and like most annoying women complained "you left the seat up. why cant you lower the seat when you are done--you ower it-- i will not touch that thing people put their bottoms on it! now come back in and put it down. efrim did not respond a he pulled his arms out from the borrowed jacket. more complaining "gross you did not fluch your urine it s all yellow in here--sorry honey, you rinse it--at leat apologize-- a hundred pardons--well i am not gonna flush for you! and she pulled down her panties and sat on the cold narrow rim of ceramic. efrim face jumed in surprise as she had not closed the door so he could see her sit on the cold ceramic instead of the plastic ring of seat. good he thought now there is light while i undress "thanks honey for sharing the light--that isnot why i let you see me sit with no seat," she bellowed in a tone of exasperation and leaned forward to swing the door closed and block efrims light then she continued: "gross!, she bellowed again, "now our urine is mixing with each other" as the door snapped shut.
in the dark efrim lay his borrowed jacket by it sshoulders on the chair-back. then he slipped off the clip on tie and rlled it like a scroll and slid it into an inner jacet pocket. next he un-buttoned the buttns on his white shrt the simple thin weekday one which he had been wearing for almost 2 days already ever sinc ethemorning before the plane tri from israel he had not had a chance to change his shrt.
how he hung the shirt by its shoulders over the shoulders of the jacket. next he removed teh "religious rectangle" and folded the short width in half corner to corner and also rolled it like a scroll sae as the tie. he slid the fat roll into the outer pocket of the borrowed jcket finaly he could change his undershirt but there was no light to see the suitcase and as a relijus jew he belieed he could not switch in the electric light on friday after dark. like self improsenment i like myself in handcuffs. so no pj shirt. next he sat on the chair and leaned back against the jacket and pulled off his slip-on loafer shows amy had always criticies d hime for being too lazy too tie shoes. but the real reason was more to save time than to save the effort. he wanted to change his socks but the room was too dark to find things inhis luggaga whichwas against the wall if amy had not moved it. next h elifted just a bit off the chair to slide his trousers down. he began to feel unconfterbl from the cold arms and legs. so he felt his way to the bed and moved the folded towel fromthe foot of the bed to beside the pillow near the high board decorating the head of the bed. down came his briefs in the dark and he hung the sweaty briefs from a ball knob on the edj of the headboard call a bed knob. he looped the elastic of the waistband around the bedknob on the edj of the headboard so it hung to dry. and with no pj slipped under the covers. then efrim slid the towel for drying hands under his seat and wrapped it upward between his legs and over the male finger in case it leaked at night in a wet dream. this would be signifcant more than efrim ever suspected.
after all the arguments and the mean trick of the choclit efrim did not want to do the relijusly mandated seks of the sabbath so he breathed deeper and set aa pattern of regular breathing so she would think he was aslleep. but mr johnson [slang in te dictionary book! for the male finger based on the use of johnson company products in that area] was not asleep. it was inflating and poiting up and a struggle began against the urge to squeeze it efrim gripped the sheet and could not resist one hand jumped to the towel and he tugged on the towel to apply pressure on the male finger and move it a little that was a small relief but he needed to pretend to be aslleep and just then  the toilet flushed and more light poured into the drk room as amy opened the toilet room ddor some call it "the lav". she closed the door behind her almost all the way which was considerate that he was sleeping and only left a bit ajar so she could find her clothes. efrim regulated his deep breaths slowly and the same rate and expected her footsteps to go to the drawer to get her pj. but they did not. the soft footfalls on the carpet approached his bed so efrim strglled to keep his breathing at the same rate.he grasped the sheet by his hands to keep them from moving. and then the surprise... he felt pressure on his elevated blanket wear his erect male finger was pushing the blanket up like a tent pole! she was rubbing his male finger and that was surprisingly pleasant and soothing. it was also surprising bekuz usualy she was coy [meaning shy to touch that part of his body] it was barely 30 seconds until spurt out came many short spurts onto efrims bare stomach many quick short spurts in a series and warm male seed dripped out onto his stomach "jeeez he thought good thing i wrapped a towel" she continued petting it desppite the obvious vibration that she must heva felt yet continued and the series of spurts continued for a few more seconds and then them male finger became softer and the blanket lowered and flattened over efrims stomik except for the round of his overweight belly. then she walked and pulled a drawer finally efrim coud move and he pressed the towel into the puddle of cooling male seed on his stomik. apparentl amy pulled her robe from the drawer which she could have pulled from the suitcase and was sliding off all her clothes to cover herself in the long night gown. efrim was baffled at her actions on one hand that was pleasant and she must know he enjoyed but if she was so rude to him it was crazy that she would want him to have pleasure unless she wanted it  to happen while i slept and not enjoy the pleasure now that was more like this witch. but he had guessed wrng and in the morning would find her true scheme.
i will tell efrims dream in chapter 6. and skip to the morning.
light woke efrim frm his dream of children dressed in colorful clothes running in a large cavern... with narrow long lights. he opened his eyes and the first thing he felt was the urge to pee after all  the urine hd been gathering in his bladder all night and at that young agae you do not yet wake up to pee evvery two hours. he glanced at amys bed and seeing she was in it knew the lav was available. so he ran. and oops the wet towel dropped between his legs to the floor. no stopping he entered the lav... and then as usual had trouble aiming. like most men in the morning the male finger points up and the only way to aim would be to push the erect tube downward yet while erect no urine would come out and he felt the need to empty the yellow urine so what should he do?  he closed hs eyes and thought of the shapes of numbers the curvy 9 and the 8 counting down and it worked as he counted down the male-finger pointed down and softened and the stream of liguid moved inside he could feel the liguid moving inside and aimed and sprayed the fire hose into the white cermic toilet. the yellow liquid hit the curved back of the bowl and spread ina yellow flat cascade down the back oof the bowl almost byutiful. at the end of the stream which like most mornings took a long time; as expected a whole nights worth of urine, he reacehed to pull on his briefs to get the hose back in but... he was not wearing any. he thought about the statue of liberty site. they were so neaar it and he would like to walk on its cay [meaning low island]. next he reached for the handle to cause the water to flush the toilet bowl and he pressed but no water came out. amy would be pissed! apparently there had been only enough water for a few flushes in the tank and th water had been used already and no new water had entered like the sink was not working. now this was a relijus problem because jew must do the water ritual in the morning! too bad. if you cant you cant. efrim left the lav and scooped up the soggy towel and brought into the lav and looked for a place to handg it to dry then while my slept he opened his luggage to find clothes for the day. suddenly the sound of the zipper woke up amy. she jumped out of bed and ran for the av and stoopped frozen staring at him "why the hek are you naked??--go pee he answered and she needed no urging "not to wait". then a shriek "you left your gross urine AGAIN... i can-not believe how gross you are" efrim could not help but smile he almost wished he could have flushed and still did not just to get her back for how she annoyed him i mean she would not bleed from this. more hollering as amy bellowed through the open lav door "AND you left the seat up AGAIN why cant you put the seat down and prepare it for me." afrim was about to shoot back "i dont have to perpare it for you" or "you put it down yourself" but just ignored her and looked for his briefs and suit matching trouser-jacket. finally he found his briefs and pulled them up. next hsi suit trousers with the narrrow pin stripes. finally he changed his shirt which he felt like he wore for 3 days in a row. he pulled it off and it was hard to budge almost sticky to his  back from 3 days of sweat and more sticky to his stomik where the man-seed was now dry.
he heard the caw of a crow and the coo of a dove from the window as he changed undershirts. a few tweets were nice but soon he hoped the din would die. he tried to don the clean one quickly. after he pulled it over his head he noticed a low cot which could be pulled out from under her bed. he walked to the window and made a dee in the dew on the glass. oops no "writing" is allowed this day. should he erase it? that is forbidden too. so he finisshed donning his clothes and climbed back into bed. he decided not to go to pray. to be continued.
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