When I Saw the Distress on Tessa’s Face

  • by jenI hate this guy so much.
  • crawling in dinosaur feathers
  • breathtaking moment of wonder and youthful experimentation
  • once it’s resting comfortably in your mouth
  • first my heart and now my hand

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When I saw the distress on Tessa’s face, all I could think was, I hate this guy so much. He should be at home, rolling in moon rocks and crawling in dinosaur feathers as befits his station, but instead he’s out here kidnapping therapists and blackmailing beautiful women. Merely thinking of such things reminded me of my time with Tessa at the Academy. Our first blackmail scheme was a shared breathtaking moment of wonder and youthful experimentation that resulted in several afternoons of detention and the respect of the faculty. I was enraged at this moon monster and his nefarious scheme.

“What could you possibly need from me, Zeus Pamplemousse?” Tessa asked icily.

“Just one simple word, Tessa. You know which one. Imagine it now. Picture yourself forming the word with your tongue. Once it’s resting comfortably in your mouth, speak it. Speak that word to me.”

“Never, Zeus Pamplemousse. I will never speak that word to you.” She plucked the purple silk hanky from his pocket and tried to cover her breasts with it. I was stunned that she seemingly had a history with the King of the Moon.

Before I could formulate a question, Zeus cried, “You steal first my heart and now my handkerchief! You are a foul temptress!”

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