"Pssst," whispered Paul as he sat down next to the mermaid, "How'd you like to be our Valentine tonight?" The mermaid hesitated. Before she could answer Pauline pressed in on the other side. "It'd be a cozy little Valentine's day party. Just the three of us," she said. "We have a hot tub," Paul went on, timing the syllables to make it sound tempting. "I'll share my bikini with you," Pauline chimed in, smiling at the mermaid with big, sultry eyes. "You take the top and I'll wear the bottom," she elaborated. The mermaid was becoming intrigued. Thoughts of salty desire swam in her plaster head. "So what do you say?" Paul broke in on the thoughts. The mermaid considered, but did not yet answer. "We'll put you back in the ocean afterwards," Pauline added in response to the sea creature's apparent indecision. As a matter of fact it all sounded extremely tempting to the mermaid. The two were like pleasant summer waves gently splashing in on each side of her. But she just couldn't answer. That was the drawback to being inanimate.
Story #160
Note from Indeterminacy: Happy Valentine's Day to all!! (Mermaids included)
4 comments:
Think of all the parties and fun that our inanimate friends miss. If it weren't for mopery (the act of exposing one's self to a statue or a blind person) they'd have little fun at all. Y'know, they could have just taken her and not worried about her voicing her opinion -- how do you think Ronald McDonald and the hamburger-toting Big Boy get their kicks?
And is it just the angle of the photo and the woman's position, but doesn't she look like she's had a bit too much fun already? Oh well, the damage has been done and plaster mermaids couldn't make things worse.
thanks! happy valentine's day to you too...i'm still loving the stories :)
Fabulous Doktor.
Fabulous.
Wonder if they thought that was fishy. . . .
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