Death Lesson - 21
“Surrealism is destructive, but it destroys only what it considers to be shackles limiting our vision.”
- Salvador Dali
“Have no fear of perfection - you'll never reach it.”
also, Salvador Dali
Fickle teenage fingers, hooked up and against a g-spot. Ring and middle finger half closed to a fist but inside of her. A nipple in the other hand rotated with a subtle twirl, with a white intensity to the grip. The come-on breathing of treats me like I have no family, no friends, or jealousy of who else feels this way...only intense breathing.
Liam's head floats up between her legs. Her eyes focused on the ceiling she knows nothing of it. "what are you doing?" says the little ghost. Jolene jumps reaching for a blanket piss squirting out of her. She doesn't even try to control it; her mind is on the violation of intimacy, the lack of anything being sacred. and she screams "you scared the piss out of me!" than embarrassed she grab the small square pillow at her side screaming "get out." Liam who screaming this whole time says "you peed all over my face!" Jolene's face turning red, with rage and embarrassment covers her face with a pillow she picks up from behind her and starts to scream a shrill rage of a scream muffled only by muffled by the intense grip of the pillow restraining it.
"are you still mad at me?" said the little ghost. "yes...but not as much as I was." "what were you doing?" "damn it, Liam, I was masturbating!" the little ghost screams "you peed all over my face!" Jolene losing her patience says "you had it coming."
"why would you do that to yourself? It was disgusting." said Liam. "this isn't working, we need to find Alex so we can get you back to having somewhere to call home." said Jolene. "I know," said Liam with a subtle shake in his voice, a quiver of self-loathing. He started to say something but instead disappeared into the floor in a falling motion like he was a tree that's last act of defiance was blocking a road and he was gone.
She consulted Sarcastic-Hallelluah trying to find a way to get her lover back, it had been almost a month since tngocs had taken him and two days since Liam had disappeared into the floor. She had thought that maybe another ritual would do the trick, but they were all convoluted. So instead phoned a number in the back of the book where there were advertisements for other products made by the same publisher, most were novelty items, or, unique things required for the rituals in the book. There was an exception, however, on the last page was a number for to the main office, she called it, and they told her, they had a fortune telling machine outside of a local supermarket and that was probably her best bet, to get her boyfriend back. "I think I am going to sue you guys." said Jolene. The house shook with a trimmer her childhood stuffed animals falling off of the top shelf of her bookshelf. then came a voice over the phone that said: "you have meddled enough, be a wiser child." Jolene hit the red phone icon on her cell, and the call had ended. She knew it was dangerous, she knew that whatever was going on it was beyond her control, but decided she was going to make an appointment and have counsel with the fortune telling machine outside of Krogers.
- Salvador Dali
“Have no fear of perfection - you'll never reach it.”
also, Salvador Dali
Fickle teenage fingers, hooked up and against a g-spot. Ring and middle finger half closed to a fist but inside of her. A nipple in the other hand rotated with a subtle twirl, with a white intensity to the grip. The come-on breathing of treats me like I have no family, no friends, or jealousy of who else feels this way...only intense breathing.
Liam's head floats up between her legs. Her eyes focused on the ceiling she knows nothing of it. "what are you doing?" says the little ghost. Jolene jumps reaching for a blanket piss squirting out of her. She doesn't even try to control it; her mind is on the violation of intimacy, the lack of anything being sacred. and she screams "you scared the piss out of me!" than embarrassed she grab the small square pillow at her side screaming "get out." Liam who screaming this whole time says "you peed all over my face!" Jolene's face turning red, with rage and embarrassment covers her face with a pillow she picks up from behind her and starts to scream a shrill rage of a scream muffled only by muffled by the intense grip of the pillow restraining it.
"are you still mad at me?" said the little ghost. "yes...but not as much as I was." "what were you doing?" "damn it, Liam, I was masturbating!" the little ghost screams "you peed all over my face!" Jolene losing her patience says "you had it coming."
"why would you do that to yourself? It was disgusting." said Liam. "this isn't working, we need to find Alex so we can get you back to having somewhere to call home." said Jolene. "I know," said Liam with a subtle shake in his voice, a quiver of self-loathing. He started to say something but instead disappeared into the floor in a falling motion like he was a tree that's last act of defiance was blocking a road and he was gone.
She consulted Sarcastic-Hallelluah trying to find a way to get her lover back, it had been almost a month since tngocs had taken him and two days since Liam had disappeared into the floor. She had thought that maybe another ritual would do the trick, but they were all convoluted. So instead phoned a number in the back of the book where there were advertisements for other products made by the same publisher, most were novelty items, or, unique things required for the rituals in the book. There was an exception, however, on the last page was a number for to the main office, she called it, and they told her, they had a fortune telling machine outside of a local supermarket and that was probably her best bet, to get her boyfriend back. "I think I am going to sue you guys." said Jolene. The house shook with a trimmer her childhood stuffed animals falling off of the top shelf of her bookshelf. then came a voice over the phone that said: "you have meddled enough, be a wiser child." Jolene hit the red phone icon on her cell, and the call had ended. She knew it was dangerous, she knew that whatever was going on it was beyond her control, but decided she was going to make an appointment and have counsel with the fortune telling machine outside of Krogers.
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