He hated this time of year when the trick or treaters called. He just could not cope with their misplaced joy. When he was married he used to hand over cash–but no longer. He usually ignored the knock at the door.
When it came this night he was especially fractious. “Go away, just go away!” he shouted. When the street fell silent he thought he was clear of this trick or treat nuisance. Then he heard a noise at the rear of his house, where he had left the door open. Read more…
He hated wedding receptions. Well, he hated the enforced bonhomie and bad jokes that such events lent themselves to.
He didn’t hate the ladies fashions though. His usually nervous in most social situations mind’s eyes were especially drawn to the long elegant and breathtakingly alluring satin and silk charmeuse dresses, doubly especially the bridesmaids ones. He also felt safe and secure and rather comforted by the long two piece sets that the mothers of the bride and groom wore. He especially loved the experienced, knowing, and nurturing looks that these ladies had. He often loved these more than the stern and rather mocking looks of the young bridesmaids. Read more…
They had been friends for a short time him and her. They had a shared interest in Film Noir. She loved the plots, the background music and the hidden air of foreboding. He loved the immaculately clad elegant ladies. He continued to find them calming yet somehow endearingly sinister. But what he most loved were films of powerful women subduing men–especially through sleep induction and hypnosis.
One night he confessed this to her. She said that there may be something of interest to him at her friends house. That’s where they were now, a huge rambling building full of dark little rooms. The biggest one was near the front. In this room was a huge collection of DVD’s. “My friend made all these from archive footage that most people have never seen” she said searching one out. “Sit for a moment, I think you’ll enjoy this” He sat on a large couch with silver satin cushions at each end. He felt a little tired and yawned, she smiled and said “Careful now, you don’t want this to put you to sleep do you?” she said sliding a video into the DVD player and then sitting beside him as it began. Read more…
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