Friday, December 08, 2006

Stories from the Ice Castle

The night wind wailed and whispered down the abandon night streets of the town. She walked alone down the middle of the road looking like a ghost wearing a white evening gown and full length white fur coat. In her left hand she carried a crystal bourbon glass. She walked along looking at the Christmas lights outside of the little shops with the eyes of a big cat on the prowl.

At the end of the street was a floral shop with a beautiful Christmas window display. Being careful of patches of snow and ice she moved toward the shop. Stand in front of the plate glass she gazed at the wonders within. She placed both of her hands over her heart when she saw the beautiful Christmas cactus. One single tear rolled down her cheek.

With a snap of her fingers the plate glass disappeared. With her free hand she picked up a cactus plant from the display and nestled it under her arm. Snapping her fingers the glass returned once more. Again she started out on her ghostly walk down the cold abandon street.

The cemetery gates opened by themselves as she walked through. The ghost woman who carried a cactus in one hand and a glass of bourbon in the other flowed down the rows of head stones. Finally she stopped at a huge gravestone that only had the letter “P” marked on it. She placed the Christmas cactus down in front of the head stone. After downing the bourbon in the crystal glass she said “I told you staring at women’s tits would be hazardous to your health one day.” With a smile she turned her head and started to walk away. Just then a snow ball came up out of the grave and hit her in the ass. She laughed wildly and disappeared into the night.

Dedicated to Big Brother, the Dark Lord of Sex Talk!

Be safe…

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Walker said...

Exellent post :)
Great imagination.
I didn't know staring at tits could be so dangerous. LOL
YThanks for the link

Have a great weekend :)

The Lone Beader said...


Lora_3 said...

Ok I guess I should explain this. I said Hi to Walker and he decided there was something wrong with me. He then proceeded to deduce that I was a drunk in need of bourbon and a Christmas cactus.(?)

So I guess this was my idea of getting him back. LOL

Be safe...