he wasnt in the right mood   nope notatall something was grating him 

he closed his eyesheld them shut with his fingertips in the dark he imaged his brain candled it like a sharks egg sacmermaids purse watched the embryo shivertwist  better imaging that than pearlymaggots writhing in rotting meatanimals unfortunately crushed under could-care-less-could-give-two-shits drivers wheels

                                                                                                     wasnt in a good mood

he continued watching the palepinked embryo it had grown quiet   maybe it was aware he watched  shy   coy         maybe

he leaned backtook his fingers from his eyes sparklesfragments of the exploded purse purse LIGHT LIGHT  his mood wasnt alleviated the ceiling looked lower walls closer  even the window looked smaller

he stood up and went into the kitchen    no mother no little helper

had to help himself 

                       Ya concur he asked himself he nodded like an obedient dogthrew a stick now hed hurtle after it no throwing  no                                                                                                                              he went into the cabinet where he kept his booze last flight he was oncross countryred eye the flight attendant plied him with miniatures On the house, sweetie. she was based in LA Louise   she liked he called her la Louise he liked that the she embroidered her serving garment with her name cursive right breast the floridfont leaned toward her cleavage it was late her blouse was unbuttoned two buttons further down than usual  inviting

he didnt mind if he did

he stowed away four glass miniatures Stolichnaya la Louise was liberating First Class product They won’t miss it, doll.

Yare sure woudntwanya gettin in trouble  she leaned down he looked in she whispered They won’t.  I like trouble. Have anything in mind?   Yave given me a couple ideas   Excellent. she stood up winked sashayed up the aisle away from him gave him a nice showas much bump an grind as was possible in the narrow darkened aisle

he twisted the metal cap off a bottle tipped itgobbled it whole

la Louise almost killed him

that memory helped

he gobbled a second bottle 

her breasts an ass were even better than he imagined

memory helped

she loved his cock

he loved her pussy

gobbled the third

la Louise lit candles knew Shadowfax had vinyl stacked three LPs played them fucked in the livingroom

mood was lifting

  he sipped the fourth

                             mood definitely was lifting

hadnt thought of Louise in a while 

hed keep that chambered loadedup for the next bout 

                                                              or whenever                                                                                                

2349,  Sunday,  1  5. 22

1134,  Thursday,  5  5. 22

Stones  Mother’s Little Helper  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h-ahSGQ0CcA

Shadowfax  Dreams of Children   https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MSduXmyCLQ0