Saturday, January 24, 2015

FFF: Speechless

Jan 23:  Speechless


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Key Words:  innocent, guilty
Banned Words:  Any word with the letter 'z' in it.
Word Limit: 350 Words
 
 
Story 1:
 
“Have you seen my bowtie?”
 
“It’s on the bed.”
 
I pulled the pillows and ruffled the cover, nothing.
“Are you sure I put it there?”
“I had Rebecca place it there, she was playing with it earlier.”
 
I looked on the floor around the bed and found nothing.  I crossed the hallway and walked down to our daughters room, the door was closed and light streamed under the threshold.
 
“Becky have you seen my bowtie?”
 
“Come in daddy, I have it.”
 
I opened the door and walked in to my daughters room.
 
She was beautiful, better than I had ever imagined, innocent and perfect.

“I took your bowtie, daddy, I’m the guilty one.”
 
 

 
Story 2:
 
“When I call you I want you to enter the room just wearing this bowtie, nothing else.”
 
“Yes sir.”
 
“Give him that fucking look that you give that makes men’s knees weak.  That innocent look.”
 
“Yes sir.”
 
“Then just stand there speechless and keep giving that look, no matter what I say don’t stop fucking giving him that fucking look.”
 
“Yes, s…”
 
“EVEN if you feel like the FUCKING SKY will crash upon your head and all hell will break loose, and it just fucking might break loose, EVEN IF GUNS ARE DRAWN AND HAMMERS PULLED THE FUCK BACK...you just stand there giving him that fucking look...do you understand.”
 
“Yes sir.”
 
“You, my dear, are the fucking key, the linchpin in the whole fucking plan.  Because as god as my fucking witness I PUSSY is mightier than the sword.”
 
“Yes sir.”
 
“Now go and prepare, and be ready for my call.”
 
“Yes sir.”
 
“And sweety, call me Al.  Sir makes me feel fucking guilty.”

“Yes Al.”
 
 

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So story one is an incest thing, it was inspired by the reappearance of Lexi.  I thought about making it the maid but she seems so young, maybe a girl at a slumber party who wandered in to dad's room.  I also thought about it being a young stripper or escort but I always go there.
 
Story two is inspired by Al Swerenger from Deadwood.  I imagine him using one of his cute young whores to confuse a tense situation and try to win the loyalty of someone who wants to kill him.  Maybe the man has an infatuation with this young girl.  Al could threaten her in front of him, could offer her up to him or shoot him where he stands.  I have been watching this program and love the depth of the characters.  I also love how "normal" prostitution was in the old west.
 
Hope you enjoyed, I am not feeling amazingly creative today, I miss someone dearly and am overly horny and feeling restless.


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