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Soulmate, Myself:
Prometheus Denied
13: The Intimate Enemy
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E. I guess that’ll teach me next time I try to protect you.
K. I’m sorry, Elenchus, I suppose it looked a little strange – you come to my rescue, and I immediately change sides and sell the farm.
E. Well, you know, it was good practice; being contrary, I mean – since
you’re going to be my enemy and all.
K. Maybe I’ll like being your enemy. I seem to be such a natural at it.
E. I’ll like it too. I’m especially excited about the “pouncing like a leopard”
part – when do I get to be pounced on by you?
K. You should be so lucky on this trip. The only time you’ll even get to touch me is when we’re dancing in that gym.
E. That’s not much fun. Why can’t you be my “intimate enemy” like all
lovers do it?
K. Get over it, lover boy – the Guides won’t let you anywhere near me.
And anyway, as your “enemy,” it will be my assigned task to make you
miserable.
E. Must you do it so well?
K. But, you’re such a difficult case. Actually, I think you’ll be ok
with me as your enemy as it seems you won’t like me that much – I’ll be
“green kryptonite” to my favorite Superboy.
E. But, do you know what Superboy and Supergirl did together?
K. (small smile) And what did they do together?
E. Welllllll, according to my sources, those animal-attractors we heard
about superseded good judgment, and…
K. And?
E. And, lacking supervision, they took certain liberties, and…
K. And?
E. And certain body parts were superimposed over others, and…
K. (softly laughing) Must I say “and” or is it superfluous to ask?
E. Not at all – and in a moment of weakness they gave themselves wholly
over to premarital sexual interdigitation – you know… lovers holding
hands.
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