Lick Lick Bite

2010. Queens, New York.

Julie and her brother, Ron, snuggle together on the bed. Ron’s eyes are mostly closed. It’s hard to tell if he’s asleep or not, but he’s definitely not awake. Julie is asleep, motionless, eyes closed. Until she’s not. Her head perks and her eyes open. Ron remains in his semi-slumber. 


Julie puts a big paw around her smaller brother’s neck and licks him on top of his head. He rolls his head in her direction, as if hypnotized. He thinks this is all a dream. 


Julie gives him another, more elaborate lick, her head torquing to near-whiplash as her tongue slathers across Ron’s face. He stays in utter sedation.


The timing is perfect for the twist. Like an M. Night Shamalyan film, deliciously predictable but undeniably fun. 


Julie reaches her head back all the way, like she’s preparing for another lick. And perhaps she is? But her mouth opens and her teeth snap down on Ron’s head, in the exact same spot she twice licked…


BITE.


Ron’s eyes open, his slumber over. But his shock subsides as Julie licks him again, and then again, and then…


BITE. 


Ron’s head tilts, his eyes still open, his shock apparent. Fool me once, as they say. But his alertness does not keep for long. 


Lick.


Lick. 


BITE. 


And that’s enough for Ron. He springs to his feet, awake at last, and hops off the bed. This snuggle session was sweet while it lasted, but it’s over now. 


Thus ends a round of one of Julie’s favorites games. I call it Lick Lick Bite. 

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