Posted by PK on February 05, 2002 at 18:14:08:
Albert grabbed a six pack of Miller Lite and poured them all down his throat. This operation
was not going to plan at all. His trans/prog/voc whatever (oh, look it up, work it out for
yourself, do what thou wilt) took his mouth by the horns. "Got any REAL beer?" he said. Oh
well, go with the flow....
[A little Alysand sandwich with extra marmalade. Albert knows how to eat.
Jackman]
There wasn't any. Still, there was an abundance of liquids with alcohol in and those sufficed.
Albert relaxed a little. Have a break, have a Kit-Kat. Stalking (or smuggling) was thirsty work.
He downed a gallon of Californian Rose. Tried not to imagine the girl's bare toes.
"I'm Alysande", Alysande said.
"I'm Albert", Albert said. He expected some ironic comment, none was forthcoming. What a
Lady.
"Hungry?"
"Just a bit." Albert licked his lips.
Flickering limbs, bare almost to the waist. That female human agility. How do they DO that?
Alysand swung herself off the counter and grabbed a jar of marmalade from a shelf.
Just as easy as that! She was holding a whole pound jar, a fortune. She (the connection, the
epitome of desirability) unscrewed the top and stuck in a finger irreverently. Albert watched in
fascination as she stuck the finger in her mouth.
"Not bad," she said. "Try some?" She stuck in her finger again and offered a blob of orange
jam.
Just say no, Albert thought. Rationally, he knew that it wasn't addictive but he couldn't
entirely shake off the burden of the horror stories. True Marmalites would kill for the stuff, the
official line went.
Albert was a creature of appetite. He stuck out his tongue and tasted. A riot of sensation
expoded in his brain. Fingertip. Female fingertip with sauce on. Such a sauce....
Not quite knowing how it had happened, Albert found himself recounting his adventures in
excruciating detail. To his gratified satisfaction, Alysand listened as if entranced.
A drop of the elixir dripped onto Alysand's foot as he talked. He wanted it. Somewhere along
the way her shoes had fallen off. Dare he?