I Can't See Your Face ©

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When Samson Grego awoke, he felt his face.
He scratched his nose. He looked in the mirror.
Nothing was any different from the day before.

When Samantha Grego awoke, nothing
was different from any other morning
until she looked at Samson.

She could not see his face.

He could not see her face but her beautiful breasts
and all the other wonders of her body were intact.

So they made love as if they were in a dream
where faces were optional.

An hour later, there was an egg in front of Samantha.
There was also an egg in front of Samson.
Neither of these eggs were cooked
nor intended to be eaten.

One egg was where Samantha's face used to be
but only from Samson's point of view.

Samantha clearly saw her face in the mirror
but her husband's face was nothing but an egg,
unbroken with the pointed side up.

The reverse was true for her husband except that
Samantha's egg face had the rounded side up.

However, when either one spoke,
the other could hear every word.

"Samantha, where did your face go?"

"I was about to ask you the same question."

"There are probably lots of questions
we could be asking but...

"Shouldn't bother with. I can still see your soul.
I know where your heart is. Any questions
I can think of, I will  just make up the answers  
and count our lucky stars."

"Twenty seven."

"What?"

"At last count,  we had twenty seven lucky stars."

"Then let's call it twenty-eight and have a nice day."

"Twenty eight. Sounds like a perfect number."


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Footnote
I CAN'T SEE YOUR FACE is the copyrighted property of LCSoL.
Usage of this story can be negotiated  with Paul Oliverio,
via this website.
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