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<strong>The</strong> <strong>Long</strong> <strong>and</strong> <strong>Storied</strong> <strong>Life</strong> <strong>of</strong> <strong>Jose</strong> <strong>Montoya</strong> 83By the time they reached <strong>Jose</strong>'s room Eudora's curfew was a dark deadline looming over theirheads. Tongues quickly found each other <strong>and</strong> clothes dropped to the floor like serge weights <strong>and</strong> sailedthrough the air like cotton birds. <strong>Jose</strong> wanted to slow down, to examine each inch <strong>of</strong> her flesh as it wasrevealed, to examine all <strong>of</strong> her sacred places, but Eudora insistently pulled him down on top <strong>of</strong> her.<strong>Jose</strong>'s single bed creaked under their combined struggling, <strong>and</strong> within a few minutes it was allover. <strong>The</strong>y lied still for a few more minutes, neither one anxious to separate their damp skin, <strong>Jose</strong>running his fingers through Eudora's blond hair until the clock dictated their time to peel apart was ath<strong>and</strong>. <strong>Jose</strong> stood <strong>and</strong> wobbled slightly, much to Eudora's amusement, who bounced to her feet <strong>and</strong> thenstarted to gather her garments. <strong>Jose</strong> liked that she bounced <strong>and</strong> liked that she was shameless beforehim, making no attempt to cover her nakedness as she picked up the various articles <strong>of</strong> her clothingscattered around the room.As he watched her bounce <strong>and</strong> bend, <strong>and</strong> began to gather his own clothes, <strong>Jose</strong> made adiscovery that startled him somewhat: Beneath his underwear, which had somehow l<strong>and</strong>ed on his desk,was his tin box <strong>of</strong> memories <strong>and</strong> treasures. He was sure that it had not been there when he <strong>and</strong> Eudorahad arrived. If La Catrina had come to watch the pair, he had not noticed the scent <strong>of</strong> roses.Formulating the idea that every orgasm was perhaps a small death in its own right, <strong>Jose</strong> then thought itnatural that La Catrina should have attended. Nonetheless, <strong>Jose</strong> did not want Eudora to see the box <strong>and</strong>start asking questions that he did not wish to answer, <strong>and</strong> he quickly scooped it up <strong>and</strong> shoved it into adrawer <strong>of</strong> the desk.Once dressed, <strong>Jose</strong> <strong>and</strong> Eudora headed out <strong>of</strong> the barracks <strong>and</strong> began the long walk back to thewomen's quarters. Dressed now in his warmest coat, <strong>Jose</strong> huddled tightly against Eudora even thoughhe no longer felt the chill <strong>of</strong> the night. <strong>The</strong>ir weekly ritual reasserted itself once they reached theirdestination, but their hug was tighter <strong>and</strong> their brief kiss more heavily laden with meaning. <strong>Jose</strong>promised that he would again escort her to church that Sunday, <strong>and</strong> with that Eudora rushed inside, safe
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