Best Weekend Ever!
Garrett woke up at 4 am to find his roommate kneeling on the floor, wallet stuffed in his mouth.
“John? What’s going on?”
“You’re being robbed, of course,” a leather-clad woman emerged from the shadows, pocket watch in hand. “Give me your mind now.”
“I thought you would never ask,” Garrett smirked. Best weekend ever!
Another long week comes to an end and I’m feeling completely drained and in need of a good night’s sleep. This piece was partially inspired by a dream I had last night. I only remember bits of it, but the main hook revolved around me coming home to a group of thieves ransacking the place. And yes, they were all women! I’m sure a lot of things happened after that but I can’t be precise about what they were, so I twisted this concept a bit until I came to this. Would this qualify as a good weekend for you?
Mental Sports
“Victory!” Lucas shouted.
“Why is your husband so happy?” Katherine asked.
“His team won the World Championship,” Denise replied.
“What? But there’s no football tournament going on!”
“Tell that to his mind.”
“Hypnotized again, huh?”
“Yep. He no longer consumes real sports.”
“Thank God I still have my soap operas.”
“Are you sure?” Denise thought.
Today, I spent most of the day recovering from my long week. I spent some time reading, and also watching the Futsal European Championship Final which Portugal won again. I don’t usually watch a lot of matches but I did see this one and this was definitely worth it. It was quite the game and our team deserved the win.
Anyway, I decided to do something involving sports following this conquest and this is what came out. Now, I’m pretty sure I watched the match, but could I be hypnotized into believing I was watching something else instead? Good question. What if something like this happened to you? Would you know?
Perfect
Carl couldn’t stop staring at Joan’s eyes. They were perfect.
“You love them,” she said.
“I love them,” he repeated.
“They control your mind.”
“They control my mind.”
“They want you to take off your clothes.”
Carl nodded silently and undid his pants while the rest of her family cheered. She was definitely a natural.
Some people love boobs, others can’t say no to a tight ass… I’ve always had a soft spot for women’s eyes. I consider them to be the most hypnotic body part of all, so I decided to write a little something highlighting them. I don’t really know why that bit of public exposure snuck in at the end, but I guess it makes sense.
What about you? Do you love mesmerizing eyes as much as I do? Or do you prefer something else? Let me know your answer in the comments if you wish.
Empty Chest
Hank was furious. X had marked the spot, but for what?
“Fuck! What am I going to do with an empty treasure chest?” he grumbled.
“Who says it was empty?” a sultry voice echoed on the sands beneath his feet.
He only saw a glimpse of the pirate captain’s ghost before she pillaged his mind.
Just having a bit of impromptu fun with that old trope that “X marks the spot”. I wrote the first thing that came to mind and it turned out to be a treasure hunt that becomes a case for an exorcism. I wish I could tell you she’ll leave him the way he was after exiting his body but I’m not sure if she’ll ever leave, so… feel like being possessed by a woman, sailor?