I am an invisible man. Though invisibility
- I am an invisible man. Though invisibility doesn't beget clairvoyance, I'm sure you're thinking that I must have used this power in all manner of sexual deviance and criminality.
- But maybe I am projecting upon you things that I imagine you might project upon me. I am a house of mirrors that reflects no light. I am an invisible man invisibly bruised by
- cellophane. If I talked to anyone for any amount of time, I would became invisible. My monotone voice allowed me to eat a free meal anywhere. No one could recall I was there.
- It gets frustrating sometimes, though. I look into a person's eyes and I feel as if they're looking right through me. And, under the circumstances, they probable are.
- It makes me feel invisible as no one can sense what I feel.
- Among the Quidach, emotions played out on the skin with chromatophoric cells. It's normal to know what others are feeling. So my chromatanemia really did make me feel invisible.
- But of course I was cheating at Quidach. I'd installed a nitrous switch on the broom handle, sprinkled huge amounts of sneezing powder in the air and bribed the referee.
- I bribed him with sweet lustful kisses behind the dumpster out back but I agreed to not go any further until the Quidach game is finished and I am champion. Only then will the ref
- eree get some mouth-magic action. I was well versed in the art of licking peoples eyeballs and I was sure he would not be disappointed.
- We should have had misgivings. The tongue and the eye, while both lubricated in bodily fluids, do not belong against one another. He now complains of permanent blurred vision.
- Started
- 2011-08-08 19:34:08
- Finished
- 2012-05-13 03:13:57
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boldasmold May 13 2012 @ 13:11
Ending :D