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I wondered if there were any hippie communes left and if they still were naked all of the time. I wondered if I should go on the trip to the market and see if there were naked hippies there. Maybe I could get a hire car and drive there, it couldn’t be that far, after all, Ibiza is only a small island. Another thing that that place was selling was tickets to a Boat Party. The photo’s made it look fun and I decided that I’d go back when they were open and find out some more details. Anyway, what energy I had got from the meal was starting to fade so I went back to amateur the hotel, and went to bed, on top of the bed because it was so hot. I had a lot running through my head, as I knocked on the door of that shitty apartment, on the west end of San Muerte. There was excitement, a touch of fear and quite a bit of anger, but all of that went by the wayside, when the door finally opened, and I realized that my emotions were outweighed by the sheer volume of questions I had. “Who are you, really?” “Good to see you, too,” Donovan said, sarcastically. “It’s been a while.” “Just tell me the truth. Who are you?” He sighed. “The truth is, I’m an android from the future. I was sent back to protect you.” “Really?” “No!” he yelled. “I’m a fucking limo driver.” I fought the urge to smack him across the face. “What were you before that, besides a lying asshole?” “Why do you need to know?” “Because for five years, you were the only constant in my life,” I told him. “You were the only one who was always there. I know we didn’t always get along and that I’m a lot to handle, but I need to know whether or not we really were friends, and I would appreciate it if you could just take me seriously, for five fucking seconds.” He paused, but after taking time to think and contemplate what a prick he was, I assume, he eventually answered. “I worked for the government.” “As what? Were you a spy? A soldier?” “I’m not really allowed to say, but I’ll tell you that by the time we first met, I was retired.” “Ok. Is it a coincidence that you ended up as my driver?” “No. Your husband wanted someone to make sure you weren’t cheating on him. A buddy of mine told me that he was asking around, and I got the job.” “So, you didn’t work at Pacific Elite, beforehand?” Donovan winced, obviously not excited to share his next piece of information with me. “Well, I didn’t have to. Your husband kindof…” He stuttered and trailed off. “He kindof what?” The rest of the afternoon was uneventful for Grace. “YES! "Master not now, can't you see my son is over there?" He stroked my hair, amateur back around my ears, staring down at me and sucked at the air with a gasp when my thumb pressed over the top. I wasn’t sure if Papa had the location marked so as to know if the box got disturbed or not. Not because I am a slow writer, but because it has been done as the events unfolded. YAVARA Just then Tom appeared, wearing only his boxers.
“She is the spirit of fertility, and you will respect her!” a matriarch hissed at Flora. “Not again.” Groaned a matriarch, putting her head in her hands. “She’s a cunt, Ashvine,” Flora scoffed to the first woman, “just because she’s an essential cunt doesn’t make her less of one.” “You know she’s just trying to protect herself,” another mage said quietly, “it’s her nature amateur to be intrusive.” “‘Intrusive’ is an interesting word,” Flora laughed humorlessly, “I think it fits her aptly.” “You always blamed her for your familial problems,” Ashvine growled at Flora, “but it wasn’t her fault; it was your mother’s!” “Are you calling my mother a whore?” Flora growled back. “Quite the opposite!” Ashvine snapped, “If she hadn’t been so unwilling to bear an heir, the other matriarchs wouldn’t have been compelled to seek Passion’s help, and an incubus would never have gone to her bed.” “Oh, that’s a fine solution!” Flora yelled, raising her hands, “Instead of listening to the woman to discover the reason for her chastity, let’s just send a beast to coerce her into fucking!” “That beast was your father,” said another matriarch, “and he loved you.” “He certainly had an interesting way of showing it.” Flora sneered, “I didn’t know absence was a form of love.” “Are you sure?” Ashvine snarled, “Because that’s the exact kind of love you showed Willowbud.” The room fell suddenly silent, all eyes fixed on the locked gazes of Flora and Ashvine. It didn’t take too much conjecture on my part to realize these two matriarchs hated each other. I should have felt relieved that their eyes weren’t taking in my nudity, but I felt even worse. The hostility was so thick in the air I could practically taste it.
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