The Third Date
Rolling up my left sleeve, I lay my arm on the table, palm up.
"This," I say, pointing at the patch of scarred flesh of my forearm, "is the skin of the Colubus monkey, grafted onto me when I was six years old."
She stares, still holding the stem of her wine glass.
I sigh. "The graft has given me great powers, Diane."
Reaching into the bag at my feet, I pull out the woven mask, crafted from the hair of seven gorillas. Her eyes move to it and widen.
"Yes," I say, pulling on the mask. "I am Ape-Ron, sworn protector of the urban primate."
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September 11, 2006
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I'm guessing there probably isn't going to be a fourth date.
Posted by: proud2begeeky | September 11, 2006 at 08:43 PM
Really? I thought she would join the crusade. I would.
Posted by: Diana | September 12, 2006 at 03:37 PM
I don't know, I thought secret identities were more of a fourth date kind of committment anyway. But, way to go Ape-Ron...strengthening the relationship. Ovbiously he wants it to go somewhere. He's just taking the next step. Peter Parker could take lessons.
Posted by: Alauna | September 14, 2006 at 05:14 PM
I just got deja vu from reading that story. Weird.
Posted by: Gretchen | September 15, 2006 at 12:31 PM