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I will no longer posting on this thread.

For "The Light of Love" I will be posting on a Blog.

The email address is robertjtherriault@gmail.com

You are welcome to join me there.
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Old 12-03-2015, 02:16 AM
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Smart move, Bob. A self-absorbed dipshit such as yourself needs an echo chamber, not a discussion forum.

Besides, now Miss Flo can get on with her version of The Otay O'Day Story without interruption.
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I will no longer posting on this thread.
For "The Light of Love" I will be posting on a Blog.
The email address is robertjtherriault@gmail.com
You are welcome to join me there.
Thankyou.

Let me guess how many from this forum will be joining you there, - none.

Please post everything there, it will be easier to ignore.
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FLO’S STORY CONTINUES …

Dee Dee finished her third rum and Coke, and then prepared a fourth. The alcohol was doing its job: numbing her powerful emotions.

She vaguely thought about seeing a doctor. But the thought slipped away from her as she drank. She switched on the television.

A perky bleached blonde and a man who resembled a GQ pinup with bright teeth and a deep cleft in his chin were presiding over the morning news. Dee Dee listened with groggy indifference, slurping at her drink. Some of the alcohol sloshed over her lips and dribbled down to the floor. The ice rattled in the glass. She wondered whether later, she ought to try a Merlot.

The two on TV were smiling implacably.

“Sovereignism,” the GQ pinup said, never ceasing to grin. Dee Dee marveled at his handsome hair. It looked less like hair than like a hair-shaped helmet welded to his head. His eyes twinkled.

“Sovereignism,” the man reiterated, “involves the sexual enslavement of intellectually incurious tween girls.”

“Righto, Dean,” the smiling woman said, in an upbeat tone of voice. “And right here off the coast of Freethought-Forumistan, a Forumistan resident, Brandon Orr, is building his very own rape island. Let’s have a look-see.” The two beamed at each other, and then the scene cut to overhead shot of the island under construction.

The scene broke up, and then the word BULLETIN appeared, followed by the words: POSSIBLE MUSLIM TERROR ATTACK UNDERWAY IN FREETHOUGHT-FORUMISTAN.

A new image appeared, of the broken guard rail on the Public Baths Bridge. Helicopters hovered about, and the river was being dredged with heavy machinery. The words MUSLIM TERROR hung at the top of the screen like a curse.

Dee Dee’s eyes widened as a pickup truck was slowly lifted from the choppy, icy waters. She immediately recognized it.

TO BE CONTINUED ….
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FLO’S STORY CONTINUES …

Dee Dee closed her eyes. She thought of Dennis telling her again and again: “I love you. I love you. I love you.” Somehow, she had mentally edited out everything else that he had said, and all that had happened to her at Dennis’s hands.

“I love you. I love you. I love you.”

Dee Dee rose and staggered about the small trailer room. She bent over the sink, and struggled not to puke. When she recovered some vestiges of her equilibrium, she began to wander dreamily about, feeling that she was moving through some thick, gelatinous, invisible substance that was curtailing her motions and making it hard to breathe. With effort, she found her closet. She put on a change of clothes: a navy-blue flannel shirt, black slacks, and black flats. Now she felt more comfortable.

She wandered around, looking for her cellphone. Then she recalled that she had thrown it at the wall and that it had rebounded to the floor, turning into a mouse that had scampered off. But she still had her land line. She dialed her grandmother’s number.

“Hello,” a craggy, sprightly voice chirped into the earpiece.

“Grandma,” Dee Dee said shakily. Her eyes were crossed, and she saw double images of the coiled telephone line. Somehow it resembled a menacing snake that she feared might slither up her arm, wrap itself around her neck and strangle her.

“Have you reflected on your little ‘tough love’ session with your boyfriend, dear?” Grandma Jellem inquired sternly.

“Yes, grandma. He told me that … that he loved me.”

“Of course he loves you, dear. Else he wouldn’t have stolen your virginity.”

“He’s dead.”

“Dead?”

“He was killed in a Muslim terrorist attack. I just saw it on the TV news.”

“What a shame, dear. Those Muslims really do get up to the Dickens, don’t they? Perhaps you ought to console yourself with a nice rum and Coke, and a change of clothing.”

TO BE CONTINUED ….
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FLO’S STORY CONTINUES…

Later, Dee Dee learned that she was pregnant.

She drank her way through the pregnancy.

It was a long pregnancy. She conceived in January, but 14 months later, she still had not gone into labor. However ridiculous that may sound, it is necessary for this to happen, so that Dee Dee can give birth on St. Patrick’s Day.

On that day, she found herself back where she started, at Gus’s Bar and Grill, the same chipped and faded gilt sign in the window, though perhaps worn down a bit more now by the elements and the passage of time. A mixture of rain and snow pelted down as she approached, with a tottering gate, the front door. With one hand she pushed open the door, and the bell above it tinkled. The other hand was curled around the bottom of her swollen belly.

As soon as the door opened, she saw that the bar was filled with people, so much so that one could barely move. The competing hubbub of voices sounded deafening to her, and gave her an immediate tension headache. She was confronted by a murky blur of green: green hats, green jackets, green trousers. She was dressed in black.

She threaded her way through the carousing mob, wrinkling her nose at the sour stench of beer. Irish ballads blazed out of the jukebox at maximum volume. Thunderous peals of laughter erupted above the clinking of glasses. Amid this celebratory madness, she moved with the mournful gait of a ghoul. She finally found a little space to squeeze into at the bar counter, between a burly man with an Irish brogue who was telling vulgar jokes, and a younger man to her right who made her do a double take, because with his wan, pale face, skewed hair and malicious little eyes, he reminded her eerily of Dennis. The young man, hunched over a pint of beer the color of honey, was obviously drunk, and seemed to be having difficultly holding his head up. His head kept rising and falling like that of a bird pecking at the ground, and he wore a frozen grin akin to a sneer.

“Buy me a drink,” she said to the man.

His head rounded precariously in her direction, as if it was in danger of falling off his neck. He closed one eye and scrutinized her with the other. It was bloodshot. His head listed to one side as he tried to fix her with his one-eyed stare. The weird leer or sneer remained plastered to his face. He leaned his elbow on the bar top as if to support himself, and said, “Why?”

“Because I need it. I need a drink, and I have no money.” Her voice could barely be heard above the shouts and laughter.

The man’s one open eye wandered down to her belly.

“My goodness,” he said, slurring his words. “No money, and a bun in the oven.”

“Please. My God. My life has been a living hell for … for fourteen months.”

“What’s in it for me? You’re kind of pretty, in a ghoulish sort of way. Skinny and fat at the same time. You’ve got arms like sticks but a belly like a bowling ball. I bet you used to be real purty at one time. Yeah, real purty.”

TO BE CONTINUED…
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Flo's story continues…

He gripped her wrist and guided her hand down to the zipper of his pants. "Do it," he said. She did it, and got a drink in return.

Then she did it to others, and got more drinks.

Wraithlike she wandered among this crowd, hand working. And with her free hand she hoisted rums and Cokes, Merlots, sour beers. The lights burned double in her eyes. The raucous, braying laughter of the thick crowd made her head pound. She staggered from side to side, bouncing off bodies right and left. A nausea rose within her, and she tasted its rankness on her tongue. She was at the door. She pushed it open. The bell rang. She staggered outdoors, swaying from side to side, knees buckling. She rounded a corner into a back alley. She slumped down against a wall and vomited. Then she felt it coming, down below. "My God," she screamed. "Help me!" She threw up her wraps and squatted in the squalor of her own vomit. A Mexican man in work whites streaked with blood, some day laborer bearing a carving knife, hurried to her side. She disgorged the born, also streaked with blood. Tarlike meconium, sticky and viscous. Glistening red withered body. Caterwauling. The sleet tinged pink. The Mexican man with his knife cut the cord.

To be continued…
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OK, boys, Flo has whipped this bitch into shape. The complete "Light of Love" is attached, the whole story in one fell swoop. Feedback welcome. :wave:
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Sorry Flo but you won't be able to publish that vomit that you wrote with my title.

My book with the title "The Light of Love" is already listed with my publisher and already has an ISBN.

All 10 of my books already have ISBN's even though only 1 has been finished so far and has been published
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Dee Dee’s brother and family arrived about ten minutes to five. His name was Patrick and his wife’s name was Karen. There were two kids, a boy and a girl. The boy’s name was James and the girl’s name was Annie. James was four years old and Annie was three years old.

Dee Dee gave each member of the family a hug. She told James and Annie that they really have grown since she last saw them. She said to Patrick and Karen that they should really get together more often. It has been since the fourth of July since they last got together. Karen said she agreed but that it was a lot of work to get the kids dressed and ready to go out. The family has become homebodies.
The rest of the household came to the door when Patrick and his family arrived.

Dee Dee’s mother told them to take their coats off and give them to her. She said she would put them right there in the hall closet.

Dee Dee’s father told Patrick to come into the living room and join him in having a drink.

Dee Dee’s mother told Karen and the kids to come into the kitchen with the women. The Beef Stroganoff we’re having for supper is cooking in the crock pot and we’re sitting around and having some girl talk and drinking a glass of Merlot
They went into the kitchen and Patrick stayed in the living room with his father.

Karen was asked if she wanted a glass of Merlot and she said yes. James and Annie wanted soda. Their grandmother said she bet James wanted a Pepsi and Annie wanted an Orange Crush. Both the kids said yes.

Meanwhile, in the living room, Patrick’s father asked him if he wanted anything to drink. Patrick asked his father what he was drinking. His father said that he was drinking Jack Daniels on the Rocks. Patrick said that that sounded good and that he would have the same.

Now they were all having something to drink and just waiting for supper.
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They went into the kitchen, because in the intractable view of Patrick's father, women and children belong in the kitchen and nowhere else. Patrick stayed in the living room with his father, because bitches be crazy.

Karen was asked if she wanted a glass of Merlot and she said, "Not just yes but fuck yes. I'm entirely sober and that shit's gotta end."

James and Annie wanted soda. Their grandmother, her brain so awash in alcohol that she was barely sensate, said, "How's about shots and beers for both of you? Boilermakers are the fuel that keeps this trainwreck of a family trundling down the track, so you might as well learn how to drink 'em now, ya little shittnozzles." Both the kids said yes.

Meanwhile, in the living room, Patrick’s father stood swaying to and fro, his eyes glazed over, rubbing his pathetic little pecker through urine-stained sweatpants. Stifling a bit of vomit, dad asked Patrick if he wanted anything to drink. Patrick asked his father what he was drinking. His father slurred, "Rack Daniels on the jocks." Patrick said, "Sounds good, dad. Gimme one and keep 'em coming. The ol' cum dumpster is up my ass about every little fucking thing these days, and being hammered is pretty much the only way I can handle being under the same roof with her."

Now they were all having something to drink and just waiting for the booze-fueled conflagration into which supper would assuredly devolve.
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Stephen and Flo should get married to each other. Both must drink a lot because they both keep vomiting.
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Sorry Flo but you won't be able to publish that vomit that you wrote with my title.
Okie-doke, dear. I already have a backup title: "That Felt Good" However, if I use that title, I'll have to include a masturbation scene.
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Dee Dee’s brother and family arrived about ten minutes to five. His name was Patrick and his wife’s name was Karen. There were two kids, a boy and a girl. The boy’s name was James and the girl’s name was Annie. James was four years old and Annie was three years old.

Dee Dee gave each member of the family a hug. She told James and Annie that they really have grown since she last saw them. She said to Patrick and Karen that they should really get together more often. It has been since the fourth of July since they last got together. Karen said she agreed but that it was a lot of work to get the kids dressed and ready to go out. The family has become homebodies.
The rest of the household came to the door when Patrick and his family arrived.

Dee Dee’s mother told them to take their coats off and give them to her. She said she would put them right there in the hall closet.

Dee Dee’s father told Patrick to come into the living room and join him in having a drink.

Dee Dee’s mother told Karen and the kids to come into the kitchen with the women. The Beef Stroganoff we’re having for supper is cooking in the crock pot and we’re sitting around and having some girl talk and drinking a glass of Merlot
They went into the kitchen and Patrick stayed in the living room with his father.

Karen was asked if she wanted a glass of Merlot and she said yes. James and Annie wanted soda. Their grandmother said she bet James wanted a Pepsi and Annie wanted an Orange Crush. Both the kids said yes.

Meanwhile, in the living room, Patrick’s father asked him if he wanted anything to drink. Patrick asked his father what he was drinking. His father said that he was drinking Jack Daniels on the Rocks. Patrick said that that sounded good and that he would have the same.

Now they were all having something to drink and just waiting for supper.
Dee Dee’s mother checked the crock pot and the Beef Stroganoff was done. She cooked the egg noodles and put them on a large platter. She spooned the Beef on top of the noodles and it was all steaming hot.

She took the salad out of the refrigerator and cut the crusty French bread. She put it all on the dining room table and supper was ready.

They all sat down and helped themselves to the platter and put some salad in their salad bowls at their place.

Patrick and his father had switched to Merlot with supper. All the adults were now drinking Merlot and the kids each had a fresh can of soda.
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All the adults raised their wine glasses in a toast to Patrick and Karen. Dee Dee’s mother said Happy 5th. May you have many more years together. Your father and I have been married 40 years and we’re still in love. At least that is what he told me last night when we kissed good night. They all sipped some wine.

They started eating and Dee Dee said that it was excellent. Dee Dee’s father said that his wife had outdone herself and that everything tasted great.

Dee Dee put some vinaigrette on her salad. Karen told the kids to not to eat so much bread and to eat their supper. Dee Dee’s mother said the kids reminded her of Patrick and Dee Dee when they were the same age.
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They all ate slowly in order to enjoy the meal and get the full flavor of it. That is everyone except James who hardly ate anything at all except the bread.

Karen took the bread basket away from James and gave it Patrick on the other side of the table. Then she said to James that now he should eat the supper in from of him. She told him that it was delicious and to try it. Your grandmother made it special for tonight.

James said that he didn’t want any meat and noodles. He wanted bread and salad. Karen asked Patrick for the bread basket and placed it in front of James. Then she filled up his salad bowl and put some vinaigrette on the salad. There now. Are you happy? James nodded his head and smiled.
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All the adults raised their wine glasses in a toast to Patrick and Karen. Dee Dee’s mother said Happy 5th. May you have many more years together. Your father and I have been married 40 years and we’re still in love. At least that is what he told me last night when he fucked me up the ass. They all sipped some wine.

They started eating and Dee Dee said that the food sucked balls. Dee Dee’s father said that his wife had fucked up dinner again, and he suggested that they throw the whole mess in the trash and order Domino's Pizza.

Dee Dee put some cocaine on her salad. Karen told the kids to quit picking their noses and eating their own snot. Dee Dee’s mother said the kids reminded her of Patrick and Dee Dee when they were the same age: mentally retarded. She blamed vaccinations
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They all ate slowly because they were inebriated to a point being virtually bereft of motor control. Dee Dee's mother, never a big believer in "less is more," had repeatedly opened the crock pot to dump in another pint of MD 20/20, so the meal was predictably ghastly.

They all ate slowly, that is, except James who hardly ate anything at all except the bread. And little Annie, who thanks to the boilermakers grandma was force-feeding her all afternoon was face-down in her plate, making blurping noises into her booze-infused beef stroganoff.

Karen tore James from his alcohol-induced fog by taking the bread basket away from James and throwing it Patrick on the other side of the table. "Greedy little shit. What's wrong with you? It's like you've never seen what happens when your dickless moron of a father doesn't get his precious bread for dinner." Then she said to James that now he should eat the supper in from of him. She lied, telling James that it was delicious and to try it. "Your grandmother made it special for tonight, and I'll never hear the goddamn end of it if you don't eat every last bit of this slop."

James said that he didn’t want any meat and noodles. He wanted bread and salad. It was James's first experience with "liquid courage." He enjoyed it, right up the moment he felt the back of Karen's hand collide with his nose. The next thing James knew his mother was pulling him from the floor by his hair and forcing him back in his chair. Grandpa was laughing uncontrollably until his eyes rolled back and he projectile-vomited a quart of Jack Daniels from one end of the table to the other.

Karen never missed a beat in fulfilling her duties as a parent. She grabbed a handful of salad and shoved it into James's mouth. "There now. Are you happy?" Drunk and terrified but able to appraise what is and isn't in his best interest, James nodded his head and smiled.

Dee Dee rocked back and forth in her chair, rhythmically slapping herself on the side of the head. Dee Dee's mother looked on in drunken disgust. "Vaccines," she muttered. "Fucking vaccines."
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You know, Flo thinks this could make a nice situation comedy.
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All in the Vomitorium
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