{"id":7310,"date":"2020-06-29T13:45:16","date_gmt":"2020-06-29T17:45:16","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/runeskelley.com\/skelleyverse\/?p=7310"},"modified":"2020-06-29T13:45:16","modified_gmt":"2020-06-29T17:45:16","slug":"when-jason-and-i-were-young","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/runeskelley.com\/skelleyverse\/when-jason-and-i-were-young\/","title":{"rendered":"When Jason and I Were Young"},"content":{"rendered":"<ul>\n<li><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignright size-full wp-image-13\" src=\"http:\/\/runeskelley.com\/skelleyverse\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/06\/j-avatar-e1443983489508.png\" alt=\"by jen\" width=\"81\" height=\"81\" \/>bask in the sugary afterglow<\/li>\n<li>with bleach and everything<\/li>\n<li>every fake-tanned, acrylic-nailed, selfie-taking woman<\/li>\n<li>going to do \u201cthe fetish stuff\u201d<\/li>\n<li>near the twins, swinging<\/li>\n<\/ul>\n<p><strong>Tune in next time part 505 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0<a href=\"http:\/\/runeskelley.com\/skelleyverse\/tune-in-next-time\/\">Click Here for Earlier Installments<\/a><\/strong><\/p>\n<p>When Jason and I were young, we once raided the White House pantry and ate an entire Sacher Torte that had been intended as the desert at an important State dinner. We had no time to <em>bask in the sugary afterglow<\/em>, though, because our mother discovered us and was enraged. She made us clean the entire kitchen, <em>with bleach and everything<\/em>, and then made us bake a replacement. Our skills were nothing compared to the staff bakers, but our cake was good enough to charm <em>every fake-tanned, acrylic-nailed, selfie-taking woman<\/em> at the party, so Mother was satisfied.<\/p>\n<p>Furry Boots somehow knew this story. She whispered its details in my ear, thus proving she had a connection of some sort to my family. Perhaps she really was Jason&#8217;s lover. That didn&#8217;t mean I could trust her.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Come with me,&#8221; she said, gripping me by the lapels of my climbing uniform. She explained that she was <em>going to do &#8220;the fetish stuff&#8221;<\/em> with me someplace private, which really didn&#8217;t narrow down her intentions much.<\/p>\n<p>At the pace the auction was going, it wouldn&#8217;t be over anytime soon. I could afford to step away for a bit. And in private I might be able to figure out who Furry Boots was and what she was after.<\/p>\n<p>We traveled through several rocky passages before entering a cavern decorated with plush yetis. A single crib held my newborn children, and <em>near the twins, swinging<\/em> a pair of nunchucks lazily, was Jason.<\/p>\n<p>bonus points for using them in order<\/p>\n<p><a title=\"Stichomancy Writing Prompts\" href=\"http:\/\/runeskelley.com\/skelleyverse\/stichomancy-writing-prompts\/\">about stichomancy writing prompts<\/a><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/runeskelley.com\/skelleyverse\/stichomancy-writing-prompt-generator\/\">try our stichomancy writing prompt generator!<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>bask in the sugary afterglow with bleach and everything every fake-tanned, acrylic-nailed, selfie-taking woman going to do \u201cthe fetish stuff\u201d near the twins, swinging Tune in next time part 505 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0Click Here for Earlier Installments When Jason and I were young, we once raided the White House pantry and ate an entire Sacher [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[319,4],"tags":[91,24,403,534],"class_list":["post-7310","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-stichomancy-prompts","category-writing-prompts","tag-bonus-points","tag-brother","tag-tune-in-next-time","tag-yeti"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/runeskelley.com\/skelleyverse\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7310","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/runeskelley.com\/skelleyverse\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/runeskelley.com\/skelleyverse\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/runeskelley.com\/skelleyverse\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/runeskelley.com\/skelleyverse\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=7310"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/runeskelley.com\/skelleyverse\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7310\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":7313,"href":"https:\/\/runeskelley.com\/skelleyverse\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7310\/revisions\/7313"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/runeskelley.com\/skelleyverse\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=7310"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/runeskelley.com\/skelleyverse\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=7310"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/runeskelley.com\/skelleyverse\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=7310"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}