The Sweet Release of Death

Clydesdales, PArole Officer,

It Happened At The Fair: Final Chapter

09/03/2010 11:20 AM Filed in:Life on the Outside

She pulled the tall, cold glass to her lips. Its surface covered in a beaded sweat from the thick, hot summer air. As the beer slid down her throat, its chilled form washed away the sin administered to the rambunctious 5 year old not too long ago. P-did stared down at her shoes in a brief moment of remorseful reflection. Fuck! I got the little bastards blood on my shoes! Yeah! And I need a drink! Peppered D-mono the finished their drinks quickly and began exiting the beer garden in a hurried pace. A paleness washed over P-did's face "Oh Fucking hells bells! Its my parole officer!" her words fell like broken glass. " we need a drink!" eschewed D-mono.

They quickly jaunted into the 4-H livery weeded themselves amongst the giant Clydesdales. " what a big fucking ass that horse has!" Giggled P-did in a fit of release. At that brief moment of lightness D-mono felt a presence behind her. An un-nerving force that made her shudder and mutter "I really need a drink" "Hi" floated the hot breath into her ear. "I'm Jake and you are so fine" I NEED A FUCKING DRINK! D-mono yelped in a rage befitting of a Scottish warrior, spinning round in tornado-like blur grabbing a bridle hanging on the stable wall, she wrapped leather strap around her could-be lover's neck and dispatched him with the speed of light. "but you're so ho..t.." fell the last words from his lips. The event happened so quickly that D-mono did not notice the twin 8 year old girls hiding behind the hay bales. "shoosh...I need a drink" she whispered to the shocked twins as she raised here finger in front of her lips. "holy fucking shit! Clenched P-did. I can't take you anywhere!" as they scurried out of the stables a flock of pigeons lay before them circling, plucking seeds and other detritus from fairgrounds path. Fucking birds! Exclaimed P-did as she swung her foot wildly at the birds, kicking the less fortunate ones to pieces that were unable to out-fly her wrath.

As they mercilessly weaved themselves back into the crowd, D-mono slipped behind the vengeful P-did, she slowly reached for her flask and once again brought it to her lips. The whiskey slowly rolling over her tongue. In a panic stricken flash, the presence was felt again from behind " you're kinky... I like that in my girls" his hot-breathed words slithered into her ear. "I'm Jake and you got me switched on!" he pressed himself into her back. Her nemesis she thought dead by her own hands had risen in more ways than one and was slowly regaining his color as she was rapidly losing her cool. I need a fucking drink!! She screamed. Her heart raced, sweat poured out like river water.. Diana! Wake up! Your having a nightmare! As she opened her groggy eyes a heavenly vision stood above. Sun danced over her red locks as craved attention from above. Oh Laurie! It was horrible! Penelope was mean and we were lesbians, and we both killed people and.. And..Jake was.. Oh my... It's ok Laurie said with a soothing voice. "It was just a dream. Hey, lets get you a drink.

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