Finally, ya'll outa Elementry,

ready to join the surge of the centery

Be hot, be cool

Fight, banter and duel

to see who will rule

the middle shool

But a peic' o' advice,

always think twice.

Not sayin' ya gotta be nice,

just sayin' don't be da one who's mean,

don't be dat drama queen.

Be dat kid

who in da mid

be good, but still be free

just rememer, ur notta rotten to-be.

Those are the brown eyes that I look into after a long day and desire comfort;

the darkess pulls me in and wraps around me like a blanket.. now I'm okay.

Those are the brown eyes that I look into for reassurance when I am doubtful or afraid;

the darkness becomes my knight, ready to protect and serve.. now I'm okay.

Those are the brown eyes that I look into when I am fragile and weak;

the darkness removes my uncertainty and becomes my fortitude.. now I'm okay.

Those are the brown eyes that I look into when I yearn for the feeling of love;

the darkness guides me to where love lives and I belong .. now I'm okay.

Those are the brown eyes that say everything to me without saying a word.

To you, they are just a pair of dark brown eyes.... but to me, that darkness is my light.

#SuchABelle

Fred Baa Sheep was at the breakfast table as his wife, Ethel Baa-Baa Sheep sat his breakfast before him when he spoke up.

“Did you sleep well last night, Ethel?”

“I went out like a light, Fred. Why?”

“I couldn’t get to sleep right away and tossed and turned for the longest time until I tried something different and I musta went to sleep in no time cause I lost track after eleven.”

“Lost track? Eleven?”

“Yeah. I decided to count humans jumping over fences. I pictured them with baa-baa bad looking clothes on, and some were naked which was scarey. It was silly but it worked. Slept like a baa-baa baby.”

“Fred, that’s funny. We both know humans can’t just jump over a fence, they are so baa-baa bad at it.”

“I know. While I was counting, number eleven told me to stop counting and go to sleep. And I heard the first one who jumped, say, “This was fun. Maybe we can come back and do this again.”

“Fred, you have some of the strangest dreams, baa-baa baby.”

Look up at the stars and not down at your feet. Try to make sense of what you see, and wonder about what makes the universe exist. Be curious.

Women. They are a complete mystery.

I was not a good student. I did not spend much time at college; I was too busy enjoying myself.

People won't have time for you if you are always angry or complaining.

Intelligence is the ability to adapt to change.

-Stephen Hawking (1942-2018)

Of course I could list more quotes, but these are my favorite, they remind me to enjoy life and enjoy being a mystery!

To Mindy, the invasion coming through the high school girl’s room door felt as violent as a terrorist entering holding an AR 15, even before she recognized the familiar voice behind the intrusion. She thought, “A terrorist would work better for me than those two right now.” Surely death would solve her angst.

Already hiding in the bathroom to avoid seeing them in the hall, the outburst of laughter coming from Angela and Terry sliced at her brokenness. With her arch nemeses within breathing distance she played possum, as a matter of life and death loomed over her consciousness. Fear consumed all the matter in her brain spilling over onto the metal stall, the ivory commode and even the rough commercial toilet paper. It rose in her throat choking her and at least her vocal cord paralysis was companionable with her quest for total silence. It was the second time that day she hid in the bathroom to avoid seeing them in the hall.

Thankfully, it was only twice a day that their classes put them in the same hallway. How many tears had she shed since she moved to this God forsaken town in third grade? In every grade there was a bully that placed her on their hit list.

“What am I doing wrong?” She asked her mother and her big sister time and time again.

“Fight back.” They’d always respond. She couldn’t. She didn’t know how to fight back. It was not her nature and she felt she must be somewhat deserving of their wrath. What other explanation could there be? So she went through each school day year after year struggling to hide the growing layer of internal scars, not making many friends, while doing everything she could to avoid a confrontation.

While both girls looked in the mirror applying lip gloss, Angela starting talking shade first.

“Dat f’n ratchet thot. I can’t even. Did you see her walk right past Kenny with dat tight skirt before? I told dat basic bitch I’d cut her if she ever goes near him. Did you see how scared she looked? That’s because she knows I’d do it and we’ll see what she looks like when I’m finished wit her.”

Terry hangs on her words like a cultist and repeats back almost verbatim, “Yeah….., f’n thot…., Kenny looked…., tight ass skirt….., cut dat scared basic bitch up.

“Swerve! What did you say? Kenny looked? Did you see him look at dat thot? Angela seethes.

“Well that’s what guys do, right? They can’t help it especially with eye candy like Mindy.”

Still paralyzed, Mindy wishes she could flush herself down the toilet. There is no other exit plan for her so she tries to focus on the hope that they leave without realizing only a few feet and a metal door is separating them.

“Girl….what did you say? Eye candy? Shit. I’d spit out that piece of candy. She’s nasty!”

“YAAAASS! You’re right. You’re right. I was just messin wit ya. She’s nothing to look at.”

“He better not be checking her out if he thinks he’s gonna get wit this piece of ass again,” Angela bends over and spanks her ass. “Let’s get out of here so I can find Kenny before he leaves for football practice.”

“I thought we came in here to have a smoke before cheerleading practice?” Terry lifts her peace sign fingers to her mouth and inhales.

“Forget about that now. Kenny has got to see my fine ass so he can know where to keep his damn eyes.”

When Mindy hears them exit, the silence comforts her as it always does. She’s so familiar with this stall. She knows exactly how to pull the toilet paper without it snagging on the ancient roller. With shaky hands, she cautiously rips a few pieces, wipes her tears, blows her nose and wonders how she will get through the next school day.

#fiction

#heart

 

"Madam..?" he asked.

"Sir..??" she said with question marks.

"Are you Mad?"

"I am."

"Then take my hand— for a tour of Neverland!"

(And off the old years flew, arm in arm just the two...)

* * *

"Madam..." he further pressed.

"Sir?!" she asked.

"Are you still Mad?"

"I am."

"Then take this band— for a whirl in Disneyland!"

(And decades they waltzed, to a tune of their own sound...)

* * * 

"Madam..!" he grinned aloud.

"Yes, Sir?" she laughed.

"Are you Mad?"

"Yes, yes I am!"

"Then you'll carry this Geezer— to Wonderland!"

(But they walked hand in hand, sharing a cane they'd found.)

* * *

#Challenge #MAD #Positively

<font face="Helvetica" size="3" color="silver">02.20.2018</font>

My first attempt at eroticism... with a bit of horror.

"Hi, you must be Lindsey," her voiced called.

Lindsey glanced away from her drink and noticed the beautiful woman seated next to her. "I'm sorry, do I know you?" she politley asked.

"Oh goodness," the stranger gasped, realizing her mistake. "Sorry, I thought you were somebody else."

"Well if it's any comfort my name is actually Lindsey."

"Well nice to meet you. I'm Mara." the strange woman layed out her hand before Lindsey. Lindsey didn't want to seem rude, so she politely graced the woman's hand with her touch and shook it.

The woman looked around the bar room for her date. Lindsey saw the disappointment in her face, she let out a light sigh. "Looks like my date's not showing up tonight." her amber eyes locked onto Lindsey and smiled. "Guess you'll have to fill in for now."

"That's not needed," Lindsey politely declined. "I just came to drink alone."

"Ah but that's no fun. Drinking should be done with friends."

"I don't have a lot of friends."

"Well consider me now part of your new best friend," Mara signaled the bartender two more drinks for herself and Lindsey. Lindsey didn't quite understand. Why would this beautiful woman want to hang out with someone like her? This stranger was beautiful with her red silk dress, long flowing hair that was black as leather, her blood-red lipstick, and her lustful yellow eyes at shined like a predator in the night. Not to mention her super model perfect form. No curves, no thin stature, and perfect C-cup sized breasts. Lindsey was certainly not like her. Short red hair that was always a mess, petite body, unathletic, freckles splattered over her face, and blind as a bat without her glasses. Even her breasts weren't anything to brag about.

This woman was clearly older than her—likely in her early-30s—and yet she chose to hang around with this young girl just twenty-three and straight out of college, starting to deeply question her whole life. A Bachelor's degree in chemistry and not a clue where to go. Deep down Lindsey questioned her choices in life on whether she made the right decisions, and questioned if this was the path she wanted all along. She even questioned her own sexuality over and over again. She didn't have much luck with dating men, not that she gave dating a real chance. But she wondered deep down if women were more of her taste. Perhaps it's the alcoholo tricking her but she was finding herself attracted to Mara, and Mara was also sensing her attraction. It was like an enchanting aroma has filled the air and sweuded Lindsey into Mara's affection.

Maybe a few drinks more, Lindsey thought. She then took one of the shooters that Mara ordered and sipped its liquid contents down. A few drinks later Mara leaned into Lindsey's ear. "Do you wanna get outta here and have some fun at your place?"

"What about your date?"

"I'll be honest," Mara explained. "I never had one to begin with. I've been watching you for a bit. You were always meant to be my date."

A shy smile curled on Lindsey's lips. She was flaunted by Mara's enchanting spell. The two paid their tabs and left the bar for Lindsey's aparment, which was not far from the bar. Mara clinged to her hand like a child, so tight and trusting, as she was led back to the apartment. It didn't take long before they arrived at outside Lindsey's apartment complex. Up the flight of stairs and a turn to the right was her room. The door unlocked and they entered inside. It was small and messy inside. Dozens of shoes cluttered the welcome mat, clothes and magazines covered the futon, and dirty dishes still sank inside the sinks.

Mara didn't seem to mind the mess. She had been inside messier apartments before this one. Once Lindsey closed the door behind them Mara made her move. Her lips pressed onto Lindsey's and they stayed together for the longest thirty seconds of Lindsey's life. Lindsey didn't want to admit this to Mara but this was the first time anyone has kissed her before. That wet kiss left so good, she wanted more. Lindsey kissed Mara back, creating a sensual heat between them. Their arms wrapped each other's backs and graced their faces with their lovely touches.

They kicked off their shoes and high heels as they stumbled their way to Lindsey's bedroom nearby. Suddenly Mara pulled off Lindsey's glasses and tried them on. She always wanted to know how people with glasses saw the world. "Holy shit, you're blind!" she exclaimed. There she saw the true beauty of her eyes. Two beautiful pools of blue like the ocean or the planet earth. She then tossed aside the glasses and proceeded back to kissing.

Lindsey's hands caressed around Mara's breasts, feeling the tenseness of her nipples beneath. Mara shoved her date onto her bed and undressed. She slowly pulled down the small zipper behind the dress. It slid down and Lindsey saw the elegant body. Mara was instantly naked before her. No bra, no panties, full commando. Lindsey's eyes directed at Mara's vagina. So flawless and shaved. Mara smiled, sensing that her date liked what she gawked at.

Mara pressed herself onto Lindsey, placing her date flat down on the bed. She helped her pull off her shirt, still tasting her lips while doing so. They both release small moans as the sexual tension between them grew more. Next to come off was Lindsey's bra, to which Lindsey felt a little embarassed her flat chest was exposed but Mara adored them. Mara's lips engulf around her right nipple and sucked. Her tip of her tongue flicked it, making it harden. Lindsey moans grew a little louder the more Mara played with her body.

Mara started lowering herself down, kissing along Lindsey's belly. She at last arrived at her cup of her pants and started unbuckling them. From there Lindsey couldn't help but blurt out a secret. "This is my first time..."

"With a woman?" Mara chuckled.

"Ever."

Mara's eyes lit up and her smile grew wider. This night was going to be extra special. She moved back up to Lindsey, gently whispering into her ear. "Don't worry. I'll be gentle."

Mara lowered herself back to Lindsey's waist. She pulled off her jeans with no struggle, tossing them away. Then she pulled off her cotton panties away from her body and tossed those aside too. She was now free to gaze at Lindsey's small, lovely bush with hungry eyes. Her finger brushed along the clitoris, giving a little tease of what's to come next. Her mouth closed around the folds of Lindsey's wet pussy, suckling down her sweet, human nector.

Lindsey leaned her head back against her pillow and moaned loudly. The pleasures of Mara's mouth and tongue all over her pussy was too much for her. She moaned louder and breathed harder as Mara sucked longer and harder, making sure every moment was well spent. Another smile marked on Mara's lips as she still sucked. She was dominating her date with her sensitive touch. She then massaged Lindsey's belly with her right hand until it migrated back over to Lindsey's left breast.

Lindsey grapped hold of her hand and placed one of her fingers in her mouth. She sucked on it like how Mara sucked her pussy. Her tongue tickled the tips of the finger, which Mara was enjoying with the sound of her muffled moans. The more they made love the more something was starting to awaken inside Lindsey. It had been there for so long, waiting for the right moment. Lindsey knew it was there. It was time to release it.

Suddenly Lindsey unhinged her jaws wide open like a snake, making way for her sharp, needle-like fangs to overshadow her original teeth. The fangs clamped down around Mara's whole hand. Mara stopped sucking and screamed. She wriggled her way out of Lindsey's grasp and fell backward on the apartment floor. She looked to her poor hand now reduced to a bloody stub with a piece of bone poking through. Her skin turned pale and her face froze when she heard the sound of bone and meat crunching. Lindsey leaned up on her bed and Mara got a good, horrifying look into her eyes. Those beautiful blue eyes she was so fond of were rolled over into black, soulless pools much like the eyes of a shark.

Lindsey finally finished up Mara's hand, swallowing the pieces down her throat. Fresh blood seeped out of her toothy mouth. A long, serpentine tongue flickered out, wiping off the blood from her lips. She then smiled, embracing her true succubus nature. But that pleasure wasn't enough for her. She wanted more and it was right there in front of her. Their fun night together wasn't finished yet.

#erotica #succubus #horror #lesbian