Glazed - Demonic

HAHA!

until the tears

Congratulations Jason and James and like a million hugs to you, Writergirl, and your sis. Miss P said she had fun, too.

If she was a company and CEO, I'd buy stock. Her music, not so much, but that's not where the genius lies.

One of daddy's favs

More! I want to see more! Give me more and I'm not going to say please! 😠

Quote by JamesPBear

OK, this is NOT an entry, but a certain person who will remain nameless happens to be visiting French Lick and wanted me to post this. I discarded this as too creepy, but apparently … SOMEbody LIKES creepy…

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The Assignment

Gildor opened the door. Hot summer air torched his face, and a fly buzzed by.

French Lick, he sneered to himself. What a hick name!

Flashing his plumber’s card, he entered the resort’s service entrance. His tool kit held zip ties, gags, and chloroform. He’d been sent to abduct that pair of twin sisters, and when the money was right, he always delivered…

😈

His idea of silent stealth is amusing. And unacceptable. I ease up in a slow stretch, heating my limbs.

"What is it, Pix? Trouble?" you buzz-purr, still sleepy-eyed from our snuggle.

"No worries, Butter. Just going to make sure we get fed in the morning."

I give each fore-paw a flex, talons arcing. Satisfied, I slip into the summer darkness.

I hope this one's a screamer. That's always more fun.

There is the obvious assumption here that one has words enough for such leisure. If you have but 100 to cast, an adjective, carefully chosen and considered, is your soul mate.

Which is not to say I disagree when painting on an open canvas.

I'll go first, so everyone will have something easy to better.

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Summer rises fast across the desert.
Against nature's clock, I was tasked one of the department newbies, to find her special bloom.
We'd slow-tramped two long arroyo cuts of heat and dust before we found it.
Sprawled in the gravel wash beside me, she turned her sweat-speckled face to mine and smiled.
"Hear that buzz? Happy bee, happy life."
She found what she was looking for. Maybe I did, too.

A voice unencumbered by substance! (560)