Some nights she would lay in their bed missing her Carlos. She longed to feel his skinny ass nestled against her. Between sobs Yolanda begged the Blessed Virgin to forgive her.
Women will give in to their men to pleasure them. The act will just be one more thing to bear, another jewel in their crown if Mother Mary was listening.
For weeks the old man lumbered through the hills, pulling a donkey more broken and toothless than himself. Both clutched a spirit, a refusal to be beaten into accepting their failures as they journeyed home.
This time, his wife was not waiting for him. She had brought the children to the rich Señora who promised her they'd have new shoes and go to school. She moved to her sister's and never saw the children again. One night, listening to the sound of her sister and her husband making loud grunting love, she hung herself out in the courtyard.
He pushed himself and his beast homeward, unaware that any of this had gone on.
Sometimes a woman finds the pleasure in the sex. Sometimes the man will know and give it to her gladly. But as far as Yolanda could see, most had their brains in their cock and no loving thoughts came from that.
He thought that it slept, unconscious in the blistering noon sun. So the mouse scurried forward, first a few paces, then a foot and another. The snake did not move.
Cocky and no longer cautious, the mouse darted in front of its nose, squeaked a curse in gleeful retreat, just as its whole world turned black.