My New Uniform

  • by jenred liquid everywhere
  • delicate jets of water
  • in a way that cannot be ignored
  • indulging in the luxury
  • between his eyes was a crescent shaped cut

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My new uniform was truly a thing to behold. It was white, except for vivid crimson streaks in the crotch area. I looked closer and saw that the pants were embroidered with a sort of sunburst design that to my eye looked like red liquid everywhere, like a glass of wine had been spilled on the pristine cloth.

The epaulets had, in place of the brass squirrels of my old uniform, golden squirrels looking skyward, with sprays of diamonds above their mouths like delicate jets of water in tiny fountains. The diamonds chimed together at the slightest movement in a way that cannot be ignored, announcing my presence and demanding attention.

In place of sensible shoes, I had been provided knee-high fur boots with a slightly raised heel.

As there were no other clothes in my chambers, I donned the uniform and discovered that the entire thing was lined in fur. I spent a few hours indulging in the luxury of all that warm softness, until there was a knock on my door.

I opened it to find my brother-in-law William Penn XII. He looked like he’d been in a fight.  His clothes were rumpled, and between his eyes was a crescent shaped cut. And his lips were coated with a blindingly bright shade of neon green lipstick.

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