VLVL DL & Frenesi

[Terrance]

Now what in god's great green pasture is that? Is that a chick in a
miniskirt standing out there in the middle of a war with a camera? Now I
can see her needing that miniskirt as it gets hot out there but why is
she holding that camera like a cross? Hell, is she gonna die for some
black squares shot full of light? But she want's to be saved by some
heroic ordinary person who stands up in a timeless burst. Her comes
Tarzan on a vine, Superman dressed in black. Ralph is so crazy for that
girl she got to get out of the big city and do a Clark Kent. We ain't
even met Brock yet. Well, we seen pictures. 

jbor wrote:
> 
> on 12/12/03 11:47 PM, Terrance wrote:
> 
> > They were friends, they used to run together ... and it seem to me that
> > they were much more than just friends, that DL has "been with" Frenesi
> > and that is one of the reasons why DL temporizes and tap dances and
> > walks on egg shells from time to time during her narrative.
> 
>     ... With her bare thighs Frenesi gripped the leather hips of her
>     benefactor, finding that she'd also pressed her face against
>     the fragrant leather back -- she never thought it might be a
>     woman she hugged this way.
>        Biker rapture for sure. (117)
> 
>     ... But the shock had been different for DL -- it was in finding out
>     that he [i.e. Brock] loved Frenesi but did not possess her, and was
>     driven to fetishism in faraway countries as his only outlet, helpless
>     to change -- obsessed, though it gagged her to admit it, as DL. (141)
> 
> best