Posted by PK on October 25, 2001 at 18:31:29:
The script girl was agitated. "Oh, shut the fuck up. She eats young WOMEN." And I'm blonde
and wearing fetching underwear. Maybe I'm act two. Maybe I've seen too many horror flicks.
Her lace panties dampened.
"Just see me as Nosferatu with better hair," Amanda suggested, "And without the bad teeth."
The conversation had derailed into the swamps some time ago. "Or you could say I just like
eating pussy and leave it at that. I must admit I do howl at the moon occasionally, but that's
no proof that I'm a werething. Lots of people do it." She had successfully ignited the
barbecue pit. She offered Carol a spit for inspection. "Hardwood," she explained. "You could
have one of the aluminium ones if you'd rather."
Carol ran her hands over the wooden shaft. "Nice work," she said. "But the other stuff....?"
"Oh, yes. I eat your filet and suddenly gain supernatural powers. Well, not really. At least I
assume not, one never knows, but it does tend to work. The shamanic interpretation would
be that I take responsibility for your 'ghost', the unresolved aspects of your earthly life, when I
kill you."
The fire was burning up brightly.
"And what do you think?"
"There's always been Ethel. Me, I'm just a lawnmower."
"This isn't helping," Carol complained.
"Don't worry about it. Up on the table, please. Knees and elbows, rump up."