Author: Daydreamer 
Posted: 9 January 1999 
Comments: This was written as a response to a challenge to 
write a story using only one syllable words. 
 
Soup and Soap 
Fox rose from the chair and went to the next room. She stood 
by the stove and her hand held a spoon in the pot that sat there. 
He crossed to her and spoke, "Hey, Day, when do we eat?" 
She turned to look up at him and said, "Soon. Do you want tea 
or coke with your soup?" 
"Hmmm, tea, I guess, but I'd like to have you." He grinned and 
took her in his arms. He clasped her to his chest and kissed the 
tip of her nose. 
"Hey, you," she joked, "soup can burn too, you know!" 
He laughed and let her go. He went to the shelves and took 
down a glass for each of them. He crossed to the fridge and put 
ice in each glass. He poured tea in his glass. Then he poured 
coke for her. 
"Sit," she said, as her hand waved at the small bar by the far 
wall. 
He took a glass in each hand and moved as told, then took a 
seat. 
She pulled out two bowls and served the soup. She took his 
bowl to him and then took hers to the bar. She went back and 
took spoons from the drawer. 
"This is good, Day," he said. "You can sure heat up a can of 
soup." He grinned at her, all small boy and cute. 
She smiled back at him. "Well, Fox, I've worked hard to gain the 
skills I have. Soup is one of my best." 
They both laughed. 
Once the meal was done, they worked side by side to wash the 
few bowls, spoons, and the pot. He washed and she dried. 
When they were 'bout done, he flicked his hand at her and her 
shirt grew damp. 
"If you keep this up," she laughed, "I may have to take my shirt 
off." 
"Is that a threat or a vow?" he asked with a smile. 
"What do you want it to be?" she said, a glint in her eye. 
He dried his hands and reached for her. She came to his arms 
and stretched up to kiss him on the lips. He closed his eyes to 
feel her all the way. His hands moved on her skin. Her shirt 
gave way to him. She leaned on him as he stroked her back 
and sides. 
He kissed her then, and she sighed. Her soft sigh went through 
him, down to his core. "Oh, Day, if this is what soup and soap 
do for you, I want to eat with you more." 
She laughed and took his hand and they moved down the hall to 
her room. As she turned the lights off, she purred, "I'll heat 
things up for you all the time, Fox!" 
 
End 
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