Wednesday, 3 April 2024

Chapter Four - Deidre

Well, I'd just got back from a run to the grocery store...when I noticed a sublime vision on my front lawn looking over at my house. Black hair, gorgeous blue eyes and a figure to die for. I felt a little stirring in that little shriveled heart o'mine. Naw, this wasn't someone who I was going to tell to "Get off my lawn". She noticed me staring at her and looked at me with a small smile. Something told me that she was a kindred spirit. I could feel the evil vibes coming off her. Oh...together we could make some havoc.

...and it appeared as though she was as interested in me as I was in her. Because she got that twinkle in her eyes and my eyes could have been mistaken because I saw some hearts go up over her head. Yeah, she was hot and I was bothered. And of course, my eyes couldn't keep roaming. I mean...look at the clothes she was in. Any chance that I could keep my eyes above her neckline was futile.

Of course, one thing led to another. We were both feeling kinda frisky...

...so we sat down at the kitchen table and had some key lime pie. (What? You think I'm going to mention what happened? A guy doesn't kiss and tell... y'know...it's not nice to do that to a lady)

Since we were both extremely tired (you know...from eating; after all, eating takes energy, right?) we both headed to bed. She had no problems in sleeping in the same bed as me, though we'd just gotten to know each other and well, it was a nice warm night. In the morning though, Deidre decided that she needed to get herself a job and headed for the science center. She'd also gotten The Beast, so she rode that to her work. And seeing her in black riding a red The Beast was quite arousing. It suited the rebel in her.

While she was riding The Beast back from the Science Center, I was doing my best to put Charles the Evil Chicken in his place. Yeah, I kicked his tail end. He didn't like that in the least. Well, he's just lucky I didn't wring his neck and turn him into chicken stew.

We ate some dinner. Which reminds me, I gotta do some cooking: we're getting low on dinner items in the fridge.

I asked Deidre when she got back if she'd be interested in going to the Summer Festival with me; who knows where that came from but we found ourselves at the Festival. I even put on roller-skates to impress her and well, I got my skating ability up to the point where I was doing spins on the roller-rink.

Then we had a shoot-out at the soccer (football) pitch. I'm competitive and well, my competitive juices were flowing. I blocked all but one of her kicks - the ball seemed to float in slow-motion towards my hands. Yeah, that's right, Dustin, go ahead and stare at my Deidre, you know she'd never go for the likes of you. You only wish that Iliana looked as good as my Deidre.

We headed home from the Festival Grounds as it got dark. Woe betide any pedestrians because we were on a straight-line home from the park and well, anyone got in the way...well, they were enroute to getting run-over. Of course, just as I was headed off to sleep some guy decided to call up - some telemarketer or something. I gave him my two cents worth. "GET OFF MY DAM PHONE!!!!"

Well, it was wonderful to have a nice warm body in bed with me...and we both drifted off to sleep.

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