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Goddess of the Flies

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July 4th, 2014
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            The castaways headed for shade. Their lifeboat had bobbed about for several hours in the previous night’s storm; the placid morning finally found them grounded on a sunny beach that ended at a densely grown forest. There was no one else in sight.

“Bring the emergency kit,” the woman said curtly and with only a slight turn of her head, not deigning to look back at the object of her command. She was extraordinarily beautiful- tall and curvaceous with jet black hair that came down to the center of her back. She was dressed more for an evening on the town than a shipwreck. A short black dress hugged her enticing frame, exposing gorgeous legs sheathed in sheer black hose. Read more…

Rear Window

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June 12th, 2014
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            The phone rang, it was the line on which those seeking hypnosis called. Goddess Marquesa answered.

            “I can see you,” the voice on the other end of the line said.

            “Of course you can, puppet,” answered the Goddess, her tone playful. “I am always in your mind’s eye, aren’t I?”

            “No. You don’t understand. I can see you right now. You are sitting in a wheelchair by your window. You are wearing a light yellow print dress.”

            Goddess Marquesa looked out her window. It was indeed possible that she could be observed from any of the houses or apartments in view. Her caller might guess that she was wheelchair bound from some postings she had made online, but how would he know what she was wearing? She seemed to have a stalker.

            “Lucky you,” she said nonchalantly. Read more…

Conversion

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June 6th, 2014
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            The doorbell rang. Goddess Marquesa sighed. Since injuring her foot, she had been largely housebound, and even common chores like answering the door posed a challenge. Whoever it was had better be on important business. With painful effort, she rose.

            Standing on the front step the Goddess found an attractive brunette. The visitor was tall, late 30’s or early 40’s, wearing a prim pastel lavender skirt suit. Clasped tightly to her breast, bound in black leather with gilt lettering across the cover, was the Holy Bible, held so that the title would be visible to whoever answered the door. Read more…

Enlightenment

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May 16th, 2014
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            Swami Kamiprajna settled himself onto his devotional cushion, anticipating the arrival of his new disciple. She had been coming to hear his teachings for several weeks now, and she showed all the signs that she was ready. She followed his every word with rapt attention, and looked at him with wide, glistening eyes through the chanting service when his lecture was concluded.

            Last week, at the conclusion of his talk about “watering the flower of wisdom within,” she had worked up the courage to pose a question. “Is it possible,” she had asked breathlessly, seemingly overcome by awe, “for me…I mean for someone…to overcome sensual desire?” That was when he knew that he could summon her for a private “interview”. Read more…

Eye of the Beholder

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April 25th, 2014
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To Be Opened By the LAPD Only in Case of My Demise

             She walked into my office like trouble on legs. I had seen her many times before, but never in person. Having her in the same room with me gave me a strange feeling…warm and harsh all at once, like the rush of a first shot of bourbon. She arrayed herself in my client chair like it was a throne, pointing her irresistible legs at me as if daring me to look away. Read more…

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