Awakening with a Cro-Magnon headache, naked akimbo. Sam McGee, private investigator in Natchez, Mississippi. With a dog’s breath mainlining caffeine, hooked on Folgers Black Silk. In the heat of Fahrenheit, with the weight of humidity swallowing the neon sigh over “Bubba’s Last Bite Barbecue Show.” Tucked into the night’s obscenity, wading in the twilight. “Gee, ain’t it funny, how time slips away?”
Sam’s office, up three flights of chaos. Over Bubba’s and an
Adult Books and Bait Shop, catering to the excommunicated clergy and fishermen. A recovering insomniac, Sam had proudly gone twenty-six days without caffeine. Then came the hammer. Sam had just found out. His wife, Darlene, was having a lesbian affair. With Sister Agnes. The Pentecostal Preacher wife. The same Agnes that could turn water into wine.
I got home early. Darlene wasn’t in. Perhaps she was mowing the grass in the north 40. I was looking for a spare office key in her dresser drawer. They were using appliances bought at the bait shop. I found a receipt for a dildo, attached to a depth finder. Named, Walleye.
*** Meanwhile at the Tabernacle ***
”Have you ever seen one of these before…have you ever?”
Sister Agnes stroked the silicone shaft, schmoozing the lubricant, over the surface and the flesh of the anatomically
erect, strap-on dildo, named, “Walleye.”
”Let’s get you undressed.”
Darlene blushed, as Agnes shoved her over the Bingo table. Scattering cashews and pecans. Positioning “Walleye,” she
broke wind, ramming it home deep. Darlene was filling out her card…screaming, BINGO!
This was a good, funny, and taboo combination all wrapped up in one. Poor Sam. Nice collab you two
Thank you, Fia.
Cleverly penned, Adagio & Meg. Great collaboration you two. Appreciate you, both.
Damian
It was a hoot to write.
There, told ya to badger Kitten! Definitely a raunchy collab. You two guys should copulate more often!
A possibility. Thank you, kindly.