Somehow, the guy on the bus knew I was sick
- Somehow, the guy on the bus knew I was sick & offered me his seat. I sat down & he had to stand right next to me with his junk in my face. He didn't have it out or anything. Still,
- It made me feel slightly uncomfortable as I bit down the urge to shove him away to give myself space. Turning my head down, i try to ignore the sight, despite how close he was
- he seem, however, even more determined now. It became obvious that some drastic measure needed to be taken. Like...
- having sex with his mother.
- "NO!" Lexi cried,clapping her hands over her mouth. "He DIDN'T!" "That means," I went on to explain, "that you are both your brother's sister & his daughter." Lexi's face contorted
- like one of those little rubber face-contorting finger puppet thingies. I was immediately sorry that I had told Lexi the truth about her brother. She left the room, then returned
- wearing a matte black morph suit and with a sock puppet on either hand. Lexi's expression was flat as she waited for me to react. I put on my best poker face as the right puppet
- smiled at me like Kermit the frog. The outfit was as embarrassing as it was unnecessary. Her post was in the middle of the desert, a black suit would not do.
- She threw the black suit across the room and grabbed a white and tan outfit from the closet that would be more appropriate in the dry desert heat. Dressing, she strapped her gun on
- to her forehead, thought it fashionable and smirked to herself, thinking, this is NRA country, afterall. One must blend in with the crowd.
- Started
- 2018-09-24 17:52:20
- Finished
- 2018-12-02 06:27:12
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PurpleProf Dec 02 2018 @ 08:57
Hey, Davodd! Welcome back!! :)
Davodd Dec 02 2018 @ 15:21
Been a couple years, lol.
Woab Dec 06 2018 @ 16:22
Great ending. Glad you're back!