Continuing the series…..
When Laura fell off the roof she smashed her ankle. It took all of Bart’s Shibari bindings to stabilize her limb. Now Laura was making Bart wait on her, wing and foot. He wasn’t too happy with the ‘fetch’ thing but was puzzled why Laura’s wings hadn’t worked.
“Bart,” Laura whined, “The ice melted in my drink. Make me a fresh one, darlin’.”
Bart came from the kitchen, an apron tied around his middle. He was pissed being a house-bat but what could he do? A dominant fruit bat, this apron went against his nature. But the dishes had to be done, guano shoveled.
Inactivity made Laura horny. She eyed Bart and flapped her pinkish wings alluringly. Bart’s eyes gleamed as he climbed between them. He began to nuzzle her belly, but lost his head. Laura had used a new perfume, “Peaches and Cream”.
“Bart! I’m not a cantaloupe. Your teeth are sharp!”
“Sorry, Laura. I’m just following my nature.”
Of all kinds of bats in the world, I get a fruit bat, thought Laura. Life is unfair.
But he did look cute in that frilled apron. The big bow on his butt suited him.
Nature be damned.
–
Jane Kohut-Bartels
Copyrighted, 2009, 2012
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June 1, 2012 at 1:59 am
I was going to ask you about the bats, when I read your work at dverse. Glad i came here to seek on the progression of the story.
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June 1, 2012 at 11:54 am
Hi Leah!
Thank you for reading this Metamorphosis series…last night I got sidetracked with posting a sonnet for “Form For All” so I think that many won’t even see “Meta VI”.
There are a few more pieces to this silly series, but it ends….
And thank you, Leah, for reading it.
Jane
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June 5, 2012 at 3:20 am
You always thank us for reading, when it is I/we should do thanking. (Ha! rhymes with ‘spanking’ OooopS!–grin!)
So often I do not understand your story-poems and forms. So I remember to just sit back, read, and enjoy. Life is simpler then.
It is sort of like Creation, Universe, God, and the hereafter. No need to understand–for I will never know, anyway. Just observe, and live it all with JOY.
Nice to read you again, Jane
Steve
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June 5, 2012 at 11:27 am
Hi Steve, I am grateful for readers…as every author should be. So thank you, Steve, for reading even if you don’t like or ‘get’ the forms I write in.
Joy is the essence of life, I think…..or hope.
Nice to read you, too, Steve.
Peace,
Jane
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