Harry rounded the corner as the rays of the sun pierced his eyes
like famous porn stars pierce the holes of their prey. He recoiled slightly,
but carried on forward. The street was long, and every pavement tile was a
treasure cove to his destination, the lake. He walked with a swagger in his
foot and a smile on his face. He danced with every step, often with passing
pedestrians staring at him in a horrified and deadened manner. The smile
radiating on his face was joy filled in his mind, but to others it was
reminiscent of a trucker right before he picks up a prostitute. Before long Harry had
reached the lake; it was a body of water surrounded by trees, and some grass.
He had never seen anything so invigorating. Turning to his side he saw an old
man on a bench reading a book.
"I had been waiting till I had sex before I came here,"
Harry stated boldly at the older gentlemen as he gazed out over the lake. The
old man looked up from his book, those horn rimmed glasses twinkling in the
sunlight as he checked frantically around the bench that he was perched upon.
He began breathing heavily while staring at Harry.
"Son, if you came on this bench I will beat you so
hard," The older man remarked darkly. Harry was confused as the older man
stared at him for an answer.
"No, I had sex elsewhere," he simply replied, the whine
in his voice cut through even the most awkward of silences.
"Well it seems to me that you may need to purify your soul,"
the old man said with a judgemental look on his face.
Harry played with his pencil moustache, digesting the information
he had received. He turned on his heels and walked off towards the lake. He began
unzipping his horrifyingly dirty work jacket and once he reached the edge, he
threw it into the quite lovely body of water. A man fishing stared at him in
disgust as the fluids from that infamous bathroom floor mixed with it.
"It's ok, I just had sex, I'm purifying myself!" Harry screamed at the top of his lungs while the remnants of someone's mistimed period mixed with the playground of the fish. As the clouds cleared, a hut which sat just behind a section of trees across the lake came into view. The words 'Original Witch Doctor' were written above it. Harry raised his arms up in joy, the BO which had sunk through the seams of his quite frankly repulsive standard white T Shirt escaped into the air, decimating the surrounding environment. He took off like a dart towards the location.
"It's ok, I just had sex, I'm purifying myself!" Harry screamed at the top of his lungs while the remnants of someone's mistimed period mixed with the playground of the fish. As the clouds cleared, a hut which sat just behind a section of trees across the lake came into view. The words 'Original Witch Doctor' were written above it. Harry raised his arms up in joy, the BO which had sunk through the seams of his quite frankly repulsive standard white T Shirt escaped into the air, decimating the surrounding environment. He took off like a dart towards the location.
It hadn't taken long but he had reached it; his sanctuary, his
answer, his sanity. Harry raised his bony, vaginal juice covered knuckles and
crashed them against the wooden door. As quick as a flash the heavy door swung
inwards and standing in the opening was a brown lady. She was darker than
Harry's light tan. She smiled simply.
"Harry?" She asked. Harry was shocked, his heart beat through his chest, even more so than when he had had sex. All across her face were florescent blue markings, she looked like something from 'Tron'. She noticed the look of shock on his face and beckoned him in. Without a word, that lanky freak walked through the door after her. They walked through the lounge to a lovely cream sofa just on the other side of the heavily wood based aesthetic. She sat on one side and he sat on another.
"I need to-" Harry began before being cut off.
"You've just had sex, you need to purify your soul," she simply noted. Harry nodded and gulped heavily, a slight quantity of mini sick entered his mouth, but he swallowed it back down.
"I am Alanasi, a brown Witch Doctor from South Shields," she noted holding out her hand.
"I am Harry Art, you don't need to know much more," Harry replied sternly refusing to shake her hand. Alanasi was wearing only a pink silk robe, she maintained eye contact as she slipped her right shoulder out to reveal a burn upon the skin. Harry began to sweat once again, his chest showing through the white t shirt.
"Harry?" She asked. Harry was shocked, his heart beat through his chest, even more so than when he had had sex. All across her face were florescent blue markings, she looked like something from 'Tron'. She noticed the look of shock on his face and beckoned him in. Without a word, that lanky freak walked through the door after her. They walked through the lounge to a lovely cream sofa just on the other side of the heavily wood based aesthetic. She sat on one side and he sat on another.
"I need to-" Harry began before being cut off.
"You've just had sex, you need to purify your soul," she simply noted. Harry nodded and gulped heavily, a slight quantity of mini sick entered his mouth, but he swallowed it back down.
"I am Alanasi, a brown Witch Doctor from South Shields," she noted holding out her hand.
"I am Harry Art, you don't need to know much more," Harry replied sternly refusing to shake her hand. Alanasi was wearing only a pink silk robe, she maintained eye contact as she slipped her right shoulder out to reveal a burn upon the skin. Harry began to sweat once again, his chest showing through the white t shirt.
Harry's hands shook as he moved towards Alanasi. She turned away
slightly to tease him.
"You see, without the security of marriage, one finds the devil within themselves when they have sex. I will exorcise you, Harry, I will exorcise you," she said passionately looking deeply into his eyes. Harry became erect and she knew it straight away. He pushed his clammy hand against her other shoulder, and slowly the robe fell down. She smiled and jumped on him pushing him backwards. Her tongue graced Harry's dirty neck from bottom to top, he shivered in delight while she shivered in disgust as her face scrunched up at the bitter taste of his skin. Harry took his soaked T Shirt off revealing his all too familiar skinny frame. Alanasi stood up and allowed Harry to move up on the couch. He looked up just at the right moment; her robe was now completely off and lying in a neat pile beside her. She was stood only in her jet black underwear. Harry's eyes bulged; once you got over the burns, her skin was the smoothest he had ever seen. He unzipped his trousers and threw them violently across the room. She placed her hands up her back slowly and unclipped her bra. She reached over seductively picking up a pot of florescent blue body paint and began drawing a symbol on her stomach. Harry was now completely naked, his white underwear complete with dark brown skid marks was the last to come off. Alanasi moved towards him seductively with the body paint.
"You see, without the security of marriage, one finds the devil within themselves when they have sex. I will exorcise you, Harry, I will exorcise you," she said passionately looking deeply into his eyes. Harry became erect and she knew it straight away. He pushed his clammy hand against her other shoulder, and slowly the robe fell down. She smiled and jumped on him pushing him backwards. Her tongue graced Harry's dirty neck from bottom to top, he shivered in delight while she shivered in disgust as her face scrunched up at the bitter taste of his skin. Harry took his soaked T Shirt off revealing his all too familiar skinny frame. Alanasi stood up and allowed Harry to move up on the couch. He looked up just at the right moment; her robe was now completely off and lying in a neat pile beside her. She was stood only in her jet black underwear. Harry's eyes bulged; once you got over the burns, her skin was the smoothest he had ever seen. He unzipped his trousers and threw them violently across the room. She placed her hands up her back slowly and unclipped her bra. She reached over seductively picking up a pot of florescent blue body paint and began drawing a symbol on her stomach. Harry was now completely naked, his white underwear complete with dark brown skid marks was the last to come off. Alanasi moved towards him seductively with the body paint.
"Let's get started," she breathed.
