My Mother and I (The Legend of Sending a Seal)

I tiptoed closer to the window, and the sounds became richer and louder. Besides the man's panting, there were slapping sounds and the creaking of a rocking bed. Taking a deep breath, I cautiously peeked out. The curtains weren't fully drawn, revealing a corner of the scene inside. The first thing that caught my eye were two buttocks, the one on top dark, skinny, and shriveled, the one below snow-white, plump, and tender. A thick, black shaft glistening with a white light moved in and out between folds of reddish-brown flesh, connecting the two buttocks as one. Each time the black shaft pressed down to the bottom, accompanied by a slapping sound, the large white buttock would quiver like jelly. I was stunned. That tuft of glossy black hair, the continuous glistening wetness, the bright red folds of flesh, like last night's dream or the evening's fiery clouds, seemed so unreachable yet were undeniably right before my eyes. The man's legs were spread apart, his hands braced on the bed, his spine dark and gleaming. A woman's arm, like a section of lotus root, gripped the edge of the bed, her pair of plump, fair long legs slightly bent, her toes twisting restlessly. I couldn't see their faces, but I knew, the man with the crew cut was my uncle Lu Yongping, and the woman beneath him was, my mother.