Saving Marcelina
Or die trying . . .
STALKING | EROTICA | HUMOR | VOODOO | HUNDO | 100 W0RD CHALLENGE
I picked up the morning paper and my mouth dropped! Not again! Why does this continue to happen?
WHY????
The woman that I’ve fantasized about and drooled over for so long is locked away . . . AGAIN!!!
I never cared about what she did. Or what she does. Or how many lives she’s ruined. Or how she’s ruined them.
Marcelina Goes to Jail ... Again
I had to have her, one way or the other. After all, I’d been stalking her for years.
I called the warden to query the amount I needed to bail her out.
“My life savings?!” That couldn’t be right?! Could it?!
I headed to the bank. I withdrew it all. She was worth it to me.
Running to the jail with my funds, I went to the window, plunking my money down. The bailiff laughed and said, “She’s already been bailed out! You’re too late!”
I turned to see a young blonde woman in a sleek black convertible, and even sleeker black leather, taking my Marcelina away!
I yelled, “Damn you, Zatanna Dark”
She turned and smiled, “I’ll beat you one way or another, Steve. But you always knew I’m a better woman than you’ll ever be. If you want to see Marcelina again, you’re welcome to get in my trunk. I can’t promise you’ll ever get out. Or that you’ll ever see Marcelina!”
I knew right then and there that she was right and would always have the upper hand. And that she’d always be a better woman than I could ever be. And that hand would always hold a riding crop. And that riding crop would always sting. And that sting would always be worth it.
“Zatanna Dark, you win . . . as always, with the voodoo that you do,” and I handed her my money and my body.
I’ve been in this trunk now for days, but I do hear the two of them laughing once in a while.
While Zatanna has my body, I still have my thoughts of Marcelina.
Someday, I know, we’ll be together.
Someday, my beloved.
The least she could have done was let me keep my clothes.
But we are talking about Zatanna Dark after all.
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