For Natasha_Final._Green and Blue_Point Man
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For Natasha
“She’s perfect,” the man says, his thick rubbery lips smacking together while his soulless eyes rake over my body. I bow my head in mock-bashfulness and complete the look by nervously curling a lock of my dark hair around my ear, as if I needed something to occupy my hands. You’re a disgusting worm and I don’t care what you think of my body, I think. “I am glad I am to your satisfaction,” I say instead. He nods his approval and lifts an arm for me to shelter under, like a baby bird in need of protection. I oblige, of course I do, and have to actively force myself not to recoil at the sweat sta...
Final.
"Cherry!" Em cried, barely hiding her excitement."Coming, Em," The raven haired replied, as she switched off the television."www.onedoor.ccGuess what!" Em asked, wiggling her brows."Um... You found the best cupcake recipe? "Em shook her head."You took part in baking the biggest cookie ever? "Cherry couldn't guess what Em wanted to say; she was always full of surprises and mysteries."Come on, you tell me.""Nope. Guess." Em continued."Em, you better tell me right now, or I'm going back to James Bond. "Em gave up."Okay.. Okay.. I'll tell you. ""I'm waiting... " Cherry said impatiently.Em shoot her a mock glare...
Green and Blue
Perhaps their world was just a little more… creative than ours. Perhaps there were less boundaries in their world. Perhaps there was a spiritual realm of a different kind there. But in any case, in their world – merpeople were real.---- // ---“I hear your call in the wave and the shell,I think your thoughts when I hear,But time has come and has broken our spell,And you’re gone now, forever, I fear.”This verse hung over Chelsea’s bed, lettered in an ombre of green and blue. Star read it as he opened the door, staying a little behind the short brunette he had come with. He looked around the room...
Point Man
Point manBilly was getting nervous. This was his 5th time being the point man for his platoon, and he wondered if his time was running out. He would consider himself now, a seasoned Viet-Nam combat veteran.Being point man on a patrol was the most dangerous position of all on a recon mission. He was only 18 years old but old beyond his years. He thought now he knew all the Viet Cog tricks. Billy’s job was to alert the patrol of an impending ambush. He would be looking for any movement, not even a blade of grass that was not natural and any movement not caused by even the slightest breeze. Billy...