This is Auntie Carol and I am tres afraid. I have improper feelings for Herman Sherman. This has never happened before, and, I’m worried to distraction! I once dated a man for a long time because he always brought me a box of Godiva chocolates on our dates. Then after eight months he just disappeared. Quelle domage! He was “Gone with the Wind”. (A little witticism for you).
I had none of my current perplexing symptoms then. I am so ashamed: when Herman kisses me, he puts his tongue inside my mouth. Who ever heard of a thing like that? Then my symptoms start. I get a tingling feeling in my entire body, and, I deign to say, I sweat like a Georgia hog. My two nipples become hard and the lower part of my body becomes inflamed. It is especially so when Herman takes me in his arms, and I feel his “thing” become hard. Sacre Bleau! I am such a naughty vamp. I didn’t know I had it in me nor have I had it in me, so to speak. I must, at all costs, save myself for the marriage bed!
I fear I am coming down with the dreaded Scarlet Fever. It’s like I’m a character out of Poe’s “Masque of the Red Death” in the thirteenth room. And this is really horrible, Herman or Emma forces me to rub his private area. I fear Lady Lynda will find out about my atrocities and forswear our friendship. That would just kill me, I deign to say. Yet, I cannot abandon my Herman. I have waited forty-three years for my prince to come and he/she has arrived. Alors, what must I do? I am in a quandary. Lord, have pity on all your lost, little lambs. I know I have sinned in certain ways and I feel the flames of hell are licking at my feet! On the other hand where could I ever find a more enjoyable shopping partner.
CAROL ANN – Writer of Poems of Thunder (Noir &Whimsy) @ Amazon, BN & publishemerica.com