Honeymoon

HoneymoonHe woke to the trilling of an island bird in the traveler's palm outside their hotel room. The palm's outline shimmied in the morning sunlight against the aqua curtain. He was lustful and erect. He reached over to touch the young woman he had married.Feeling his hand on her skin, she slid into his embrace."What is it?" she asked, laughing."It's me."She laughed herself awake, leaned up on her elbow, her head back, blinking in the new light. The filtered glow of day gi...