Michael was ready to leave town but felt he should have a word with Asa, first. He made Luna listen in.
Asa stood tall in the middle of the room. Michael sat at his desk. He tapped his pencil a few times, then spoke.
"Asa ...when I hired you ...it wasn't so you could fuck that bitch over there. You knew that."
"Agreed," he offered.
"That's mine you fucking prick."
"It won't happen again."
I'm serious Asa, hands off!"
"You have my word, brother."
Michael glared. He knew Asa better than that. His word meant nothing.
Regardless, he wanted out of town so he shook his hand and the meeting was over.
Luna thought about it later.
She didn't agree with Michael.
She didn't agree with Asa either.
But it didn't matter. Nobody asked her.
Tuesday, October 25, 2011
Luna Chapter 3 Addendum
Addendum to Luna Chapter 3 conclude section 2
Asa made-out with Luna on the floor and told her to relax. He wanted a change of scenery. Once she did, he got up then helped her to her feet. She teetered a bit.
“Careful,” he said.
Asa didn’t need to slip her anything to get what he wanted but he had. He grabbed his drink then led her to his bedroom. She’d been there a few times before. He kept it hellishly warm.
Luna sat at on his bed and Asa stood in front of her. His smile was criminal. He slowly unbuttoned his shirt and one-by-one, released his wicked zoo of tattoos. His chest was covered with tortured souls, each creature was deformed in some way.
Luna thought they were beautiful, though. She loved them, all of them except for one.
Asa hung his shirt on the bed post then turned back to Luna. He moved her hair out of the way then started to unbutton her dress.
The tattoo she hated was staring back at her now, the image of a hideous woman on her hands and knees. Her tongue hung as low as her tits and her eyes were crossed. They glowed in the shadow of her blue hood.
Luna looked away but didn’t want to offend Asa. She focused on his face instead. His grin had widened and he was close to bearing teeth. He told Luna to finish undressing and watched while finishing his drink.
He pointed for Luna to get into bed and she tumbled under the covers, very excited. She considered his attention a privilege and couldn’t wait.
It was unfortunate though, since only Asa remembered the rest.
Asa made-out with Luna on the floor and told her to relax. He wanted a change of scenery. Once she did, he got up then helped her to her feet. She teetered a bit.
“Careful,” he said.
Asa didn’t need to slip her anything to get what he wanted but he had. He grabbed his drink then led her to his bedroom. She’d been there a few times before. He kept it hellishly warm.
Luna sat at on his bed and Asa stood in front of her. His smile was criminal. He slowly unbuttoned his shirt and one-by-one, released his wicked zoo of tattoos. His chest was covered with tortured souls, each creature was deformed in some way.
Luna thought they were beautiful, though. She loved them, all of them except for one.
Asa hung his shirt on the bed post then turned back to Luna. He moved her hair out of the way then started to unbutton her dress.
The tattoo she hated was staring back at her now, the image of a hideous woman on her hands and knees. Her tongue hung as low as her tits and her eyes were crossed. They glowed in the shadow of her blue hood.
Luna looked away but didn’t want to offend Asa. She focused on his face instead. His grin had widened and he was close to bearing teeth. He told Luna to finish undressing and watched while finishing his drink.
He pointed for Luna to get into bed and she tumbled under the covers, very excited. She considered his attention a privilege and couldn’t wait.
It was unfortunate though, since only Asa remembered the rest.
Thursday, October 20, 2011
Luna vs. Alex 3
Alex didn’t bother Luna the rest of the day but that night, he told her to get her ass out onto the patio. A nervous candle sat on the table along with all the contents of her bag. Each item was laid out like criminal evidence. Much of it was.
He used his foot to push out a chair for her to sit on. She took it then glanced over the table: two bottles of wine, a pack of cigarettes, a container of weed, stray bullets, a porno mag and lingerie. Alex leaned back in his chair.
“What the hell are you doing with all this shit in your school bag?” She looked up, a little apologetic.
“The wine…,” he said, “I’m not shocked you have it, but where did you get it from?”
“Asa,” she mumbled.
“Wonderful,” he said, “Did he give it to you or did you steal it.” Luna pretended to be deaf.
“It doesn’t matter,” he decided then went on.
“And the cigarettes? Were those a gift from Asa?” She didn’t answer. He crumpled up the pack then waited.
“No. I stole them,” she fessed up.
Alex picked up the film container full of weed next and gave it a shake.
“This explains your shitty school work as of late.” Luna kept her eye on the container while he spoke.
“Did you steal this from Asa too?” he asked. She didn't hear him though, she was too busy trying to think of a way to get it back.
“Answer me!” he shouted. Alex dropped his fist to the table and everything jumped including Luna. With the last of his composure, he asked her again.
“Did you steal this from Asa or did he give it to you?”
“I stole it.”
“From Asa?”
She nodded to confirm. He shook his head.
“That’s great Luna …just great.”
Alex picked up one of the bullets he found at the bottom of her bag. He held it between his fingers then after a moment, grew very concerned.
“Oh my god Luna, Don’t tell me you have a gun, …do you?” He cut her off before she could answer.
“Tell me the truth, now because this is serious.” This time he waited.
“No,” she said, “I don’t have a gun,”
“Promise me you don’t have a gun,” he repeated.
“I promise!” she said and crossed her heart, “I don’t have a gun. I’ve never even shot one.”
“Then why is there ammo in your bag?” he asked.
“Because they’re shiny and cool looking,” Luna said. He didn’t question the bullets anymore. She really was that easy to entertain.
Alex looked down then picked up the porn magazine. He spoke and thumbed through the pages.
“What’s this doing in your school bag?”
“It’s educational,” she said, “I could do a book report on it for you, if you’d like.” Luna cracked a smile.
“No you won’t,” he said glaring.
Alex set the magazine down.
It nudged a bullet and sent it rolling across the table. When it hit the floor, he reached down to pick it up. Luna grabbed the weed.
“Why do you have lingerie in your school bag?” he asked and put the ammunition back.
“It’s none of your business,” she replied.
“Oh, but it is Luna,” he said grinning, “It is my business and I get paid a lot of money to make it my business so get used to it.”
Just then, Luna sneezed. She held her hands over her face. He could tell she wanted permission to leave. He gave her his handkerchief instead. She wiped her nose and fingers off. He wrapped up the lecture.
“Luna, I can tell when you’re up to no good. I’m not stupid and you’re not pulling anything over on me.”
Alex held out his hand. Luna figured she was busted and pulled the weed from her pocket She gave it to him then lowered her head.
He looked in his hand then back at her, “I wanted my handkerchief back.”
Luna was embarrassed. She gave him back the handkerchief then banged her head on the table a few times. She remained face down until he asked for her attention.
“Tell you what, sweetheart, we’ll start right now with a clean slate and if you can manage one week without pissing me off, I’ll give you your shit back. None of this is included.”
“Why? Why can’t I have my underwear back?” she asked him.
“Take your god damn underwear,” he replied so she did.
“Why do you get to swear but I can’t.” she asked.
“Because you are a lady, and I am not,” he explained, “We‘re done here so why don’t you go check out your room. It’s been redecorated.”
Luna got worried and headed down the hall. She spotted an elderly staff member leaving her room with a box and hollered but they shuffled away. When Luna got to her room, she found it bare, empty except for her bed and a few clothes. Luna turned to protest. Alex stood in the doorway.
“One week,” he said, “Do not piss me off, or all your shit becomes mine. Good-night,” he said.
Alex flipped the light off, then left.
He used his foot to push out a chair for her to sit on. She took it then glanced over the table: two bottles of wine, a pack of cigarettes, a container of weed, stray bullets, a porno mag and lingerie. Alex leaned back in his chair.
“What the hell are you doing with all this shit in your school bag?” She looked up, a little apologetic.
“The wine…,” he said, “I’m not shocked you have it, but where did you get it from?”
“Asa,” she mumbled.
“Wonderful,” he said, “Did he give it to you or did you steal it.” Luna pretended to be deaf.
“It doesn’t matter,” he decided then went on.
“And the cigarettes? Were those a gift from Asa?” She didn’t answer. He crumpled up the pack then waited.
“No. I stole them,” she fessed up.
Alex picked up the film container full of weed next and gave it a shake.
“This explains your shitty school work as of late.” Luna kept her eye on the container while he spoke.
“Did you steal this from Asa too?” he asked. She didn't hear him though, she was too busy trying to think of a way to get it back.
“Answer me!” he shouted. Alex dropped his fist to the table and everything jumped including Luna. With the last of his composure, he asked her again.
“Did you steal this from Asa or did he give it to you?”
“I stole it.”
“From Asa?”
She nodded to confirm. He shook his head.
“That’s great Luna …just great.”
Alex picked up one of the bullets he found at the bottom of her bag. He held it between his fingers then after a moment, grew very concerned.
“Oh my god Luna, Don’t tell me you have a gun, …do you?” He cut her off before she could answer.
“Tell me the truth, now because this is serious.” This time he waited.
“No,” she said, “I don’t have a gun,”
“Promise me you don’t have a gun,” he repeated.
“I promise!” she said and crossed her heart, “I don’t have a gun. I’ve never even shot one.”
“Then why is there ammo in your bag?” he asked.
“Because they’re shiny and cool looking,” Luna said. He didn’t question the bullets anymore. She really was that easy to entertain.
Alex looked down then picked up the porn magazine. He spoke and thumbed through the pages.
“What’s this doing in your school bag?”
“It’s educational,” she said, “I could do a book report on it for you, if you’d like.” Luna cracked a smile.
“No you won’t,” he said glaring.
Alex set the magazine down.
It nudged a bullet and sent it rolling across the table. When it hit the floor, he reached down to pick it up. Luna grabbed the weed.
“Why do you have lingerie in your school bag?” he asked and put the ammunition back.
“It’s none of your business,” she replied.
“Oh, but it is Luna,” he said grinning, “It is my business and I get paid a lot of money to make it my business so get used to it.”
Just then, Luna sneezed. She held her hands over her face. He could tell she wanted permission to leave. He gave her his handkerchief instead. She wiped her nose and fingers off. He wrapped up the lecture.
“Luna, I can tell when you’re up to no good. I’m not stupid and you’re not pulling anything over on me.”
Alex held out his hand. Luna figured she was busted and pulled the weed from her pocket She gave it to him then lowered her head.
He looked in his hand then back at her, “I wanted my handkerchief back.”
Luna was embarrassed. She gave him back the handkerchief then banged her head on the table a few times. She remained face down until he asked for her attention.
“Tell you what, sweetheart, we’ll start right now with a clean slate and if you can manage one week without pissing me off, I’ll give you your shit back. None of this is included.”
“Why? Why can’t I have my underwear back?” she asked him.
“Take your god damn underwear,” he replied so she did.
“Why do you get to swear but I can’t.” she asked.
“Because you are a lady, and I am not,” he explained, “We‘re done here so why don’t you go check out your room. It’s been redecorated.”
Luna got worried and headed down the hall. She spotted an elderly staff member leaving her room with a box and hollered but they shuffled away. When Luna got to her room, she found it bare, empty except for her bed and a few clothes. Luna turned to protest. Alex stood in the doorway.
“One week,” he said, “Do not piss me off, or all your shit becomes mine. Good-night,” he said.
Alex flipped the light off, then left.
Saturday, October 15, 2011
Luna vs. Alex 2
The next morning, Luna hid in her room so Alex went to check on her. He knocked on the door and told her to answer.
“Fully dressed,” he added, “I am not in the mood for your stupid games.”
Luna complied and opened the door.
“Sleep well?” he asked. Luna shrugged.
“I hope so,” he replied, “you've got a lot to do.”
“Fuck 'em,” she said.
“Excuse me?”
“I said fuck 'em,” she repeated, “Fuck my stupid chores.”
Luna went back into the room and sat at her vanity.
"Watch your language!” he said.
“Fuck you,” she answered.
“You sound like an idiot,” he explained.
“You’re a fucking idiot.”
“Cut it out!”
“Fuck off!” she laughed, “You don't control me.”
Alex got quiet. He was fed up.
He took the lipstick from her hand then pulled the chair out, with her still in it. She tried to run but he manhandled her into the closet. He wedged the chair against the door and lock her in.
“What the fuck!” she yelled, “You can‘t do this to me!” Alex kept calm while Luna threw a lengthy tantrum.
He was impressed by her stamina but refrained from comment. Eventually, his silence worried her.
“You can’t leave me in here!” she shouted.
“I promise,” he said, “as long as you are in the closet I won’t leave the room.” She was a little relieved.
“I’m sorry for swearing at you,” she sung out, “I won’t do it again, promise.” Alex laughed.
“Swear at me if you want,” he said, “but it has consequences.” Luna waited to hear what he meant but again he went silent.
“Sir?"
Alex was looking for an empty bin and found one, her laundry basket. He set it on the bed then started to fill it with her favorite things.
“I’m still here,” he finally let her know.
“What are you doing?” she asked.
He didn't answer. Instead, he took her make-up, then her music. Luna listened and caught on.
“That’s not fair,“ she said.
“I hope you’re not looking for sympathy” he replied. Alex eyed her school bag on the floor. He picked it up. It produced the sound of bottles clinking together. He pulled out her stash of wine then dumped the rest of the bag out onto her bed.
Luna cringed. There was a lot in there he wasn’t going to like. Alex noticed.
He re-opened the closet door but Luna didn’t want to come out anymore. She reached for the knob and pulled the door back shut. Alex smiled.
He took her things and left.
This time with the upper hand.
“Fully dressed,” he added, “I am not in the mood for your stupid games.”
Luna complied and opened the door.
“Sleep well?” he asked. Luna shrugged.
“I hope so,” he replied, “you've got a lot to do.”
“Fuck 'em,” she said.
“Excuse me?”
“I said fuck 'em,” she repeated, “Fuck my stupid chores.”
Luna went back into the room and sat at her vanity.
"Watch your language!” he said.
“Fuck you,” she answered.
“You sound like an idiot,” he explained.
“You’re a fucking idiot.”
“Cut it out!”
“Fuck off!” she laughed, “You don't control me.”
Alex got quiet. He was fed up.
He took the lipstick from her hand then pulled the chair out, with her still in it. She tried to run but he manhandled her into the closet. He wedged the chair against the door and lock her in.
“What the fuck!” she yelled, “You can‘t do this to me!” Alex kept calm while Luna threw a lengthy tantrum.
He was impressed by her stamina but refrained from comment. Eventually, his silence worried her.
“You can’t leave me in here!” she shouted.
“I promise,” he said, “as long as you are in the closet I won’t leave the room.” She was a little relieved.
“I’m sorry for swearing at you,” she sung out, “I won’t do it again, promise.” Alex laughed.
“Swear at me if you want,” he said, “but it has consequences.” Luna waited to hear what he meant but again he went silent.
“Sir?"
Alex was looking for an empty bin and found one, her laundry basket. He set it on the bed then started to fill it with her favorite things.
“I’m still here,” he finally let her know.
“What are you doing?” she asked.
He didn't answer. Instead, he took her make-up, then her music. Luna listened and caught on.
“That’s not fair,“ she said.
“I hope you’re not looking for sympathy” he replied. Alex eyed her school bag on the floor. He picked it up. It produced the sound of bottles clinking together. He pulled out her stash of wine then dumped the rest of the bag out onto her bed.
Luna cringed. There was a lot in there he wasn’t going to like. Alex noticed.
He re-opened the closet door but Luna didn’t want to come out anymore. She reached for the knob and pulled the door back shut. Alex smiled.
He took her things and left.
This time with the upper hand.
Luna vs. Alex 1
Luna wasn't happy to see Alex. It was their first meeting since the night of the party. She hadn't forgiven him for telling Michael her secret. Alex stood in the doorway, wet from rain. She stormed out of the room.
Alex hung his coat then followed after. He didn't reach her in time and she locked him out of her room. He tested the knob then kicked the door.
"Luna, let me in!" he hollered.
Alex didn't expect her to comply but she freed the lock. Her room was a mess. She jumped on the bed then laid on her belly. Her dress barely covered her backside. It made him uncomfortable.
"Let's go talk in the other room," he said. She flippped him off then turned over to lay on her back.
"Nice," he commented, "Very lady-like. I'll be in the other room." Alex left her alone but she couldn't stay away. She returned to the front room and he was sitting on the sofa.
"That was quick," he noted and asked her to sit.
Luna stood. She rocked on her feet then asked him a question.
"Why did you kiss me?" ...The night of the party?"
Alex sighed.
"It was a mistake," he replied.
That was the last answer she wanted to hear. She paused to take it in then left. Alex grumbled and walked back down the hall. He stood outside her room and talked through the door.
"Luna, I'm sorry. Okay? I saw Asa spying on us through the trees. I couldn't help it. I wanted to piss him off but I didn't think it through. I'm sorry but it was a mistake."
She whipped the door open and yelled, "That whole night was your fault! You should've listened to me!" She tried to slam the door but his foot got in the way.
Luna went back inside and picked up a high heel. She cocked it behind her head then took aim.
"Stop right there!" he ordered.
Luna relaxed for a moment then hurled the shoe. It hit him hard so he chased her. She made it to the opposite side of the bed.
"Go away!"she said.
"No. Calm down and let's talk," he replied.
"No. Get out of my room. I'm going to bed." Luna started to unzip the back of her dress.
"Knock it off!" he said. Alex didn't believe she would really disrobe.
Luna pulled her arms from the sleeves then let the dress fall to the floor.
"Cut it out!" he said pitching her a blanket. She avoided it then unhooked her bra. Alex turned away but still caught an eyeful.
"What is wrong with you," he scolded, "I just want to talk."
"Get out!" she yelled.
Luna was determined to make him leave. She ripped off her underwear then got close enough to throw them. Much to her delight they landed on his shoulder. They sat there until he realized it then swiped them off. He looked down at the floor then back at her.
Luna stood naked with her hands on her hips. Alex was lost for words.
He didn't want to let her win the argument but she had.
He shook his head, gave up then left.
Alex hung his coat then followed after. He didn't reach her in time and she locked him out of her room. He tested the knob then kicked the door.
"Luna, let me in!" he hollered.
Alex didn't expect her to comply but she freed the lock. Her room was a mess. She jumped on the bed then laid on her belly. Her dress barely covered her backside. It made him uncomfortable.
"Let's go talk in the other room," he said. She flippped him off then turned over to lay on her back.
"Nice," he commented, "Very lady-like. I'll be in the other room." Alex left her alone but she couldn't stay away. She returned to the front room and he was sitting on the sofa.
"That was quick," he noted and asked her to sit.
Luna stood. She rocked on her feet then asked him a question.
"Why did you kiss me?" ...The night of the party?"
Alex sighed.
"It was a mistake," he replied.
That was the last answer she wanted to hear. She paused to take it in then left. Alex grumbled and walked back down the hall. He stood outside her room and talked through the door.
"Luna, I'm sorry. Okay? I saw Asa spying on us through the trees. I couldn't help it. I wanted to piss him off but I didn't think it through. I'm sorry but it was a mistake."
She whipped the door open and yelled, "That whole night was your fault! You should've listened to me!" She tried to slam the door but his foot got in the way.
Luna went back inside and picked up a high heel. She cocked it behind her head then took aim.
"Stop right there!" he ordered.
Luna relaxed for a moment then hurled the shoe. It hit him hard so he chased her. She made it to the opposite side of the bed.
"Go away!"she said.
"No. Calm down and let's talk," he replied.
"No. Get out of my room. I'm going to bed." Luna started to unzip the back of her dress.
"Knock it off!" he said. Alex didn't believe she would really disrobe.
Luna pulled her arms from the sleeves then let the dress fall to the floor.
"Cut it out!" he said pitching her a blanket. She avoided it then unhooked her bra. Alex turned away but still caught an eyeful.
"What is wrong with you," he scolded, "I just want to talk."
"Get out!" she yelled.
Luna was determined to make him leave. She ripped off her underwear then got close enough to throw them. Much to her delight they landed on his shoulder. They sat there until he realized it then swiped them off. He looked down at the floor then back at her.
Luna stood naked with her hands on her hips. Alex was lost for words.
He didn't want to let her win the argument but she had.
He shook his head, gave up then left.
Thursday, October 13, 2011
Luna Introduced
Luna was an 18 year old trouble maker, living in a mansion with Michael. He was a lot older than her. She brought out the worst in him, and did so for entertainment. When her charm expired, he took the opportunity to travel for business and came home on the weekend.
Alex was hired to keep an eye on her the rest of the time, which he did. He was a chivalrous man, a rugged blonde with an accent. It dismantled Luna. She loved to flirt with him.
Asa was hired to provide security for the mansion. He was an evil man with a god complex. His head was shaved and body covered in tattoos, most were sacrelige. A strange relationship spawned between Asa and Luna. An affair.
Alex and Asa didn't get along. One played nice, the other did not. Michael refused to get involved and told them to work it out. They never did.Luna couldn't keep them seperate. She couldn't keep a secret either.
Welcome, welcome to the madness.
Alex was hired to keep an eye on her the rest of the time, which he did. He was a chivalrous man, a rugged blonde with an accent. It dismantled Luna. She loved to flirt with him.
Asa was hired to provide security for the mansion. He was an evil man with a god complex. His head was shaved and body covered in tattoos, most were sacrelige. A strange relationship spawned between Asa and Luna. An affair.
Alex and Asa didn't get along. One played nice, the other did not. Michael refused to get involved and told them to work it out. They never did.Luna couldn't keep them seperate. She couldn't keep a secret either.
Welcome, welcome to the madness.
Monday, October 10, 2011
Luna
I've never blogged before. This will be my first time. This is weird. Anyway, I created it so I could share Luna with more people. She's the subject of my scribbles. A troubled girl in a troubled world. In the coming days, I'll introduce her, then post random tantrums. They'll be much like my tweets but longer. Thank-you Prudence for recommending I do this. Instigator. Thank-you also, to those of you who have been with Luna from the start. You're priceless. Let the games begin!
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