AZOTUSLAND chapter ten
Sex pried open the door to the Batcave and enetered without ducking along with her two kids, Antoine and Lucille.
Jeremy was over playing super heroes (Marvel) with little Scott and Colin. Matisse was in the next room painting quietly and very focused. When Jeremy had gone in to check on her she looked up at him like he was an unusal bug and she laughed and said "I have work to do Jeremy."
He had shaken his head and walked back and sat down to lead an attack by Dr. Doom on the Fantastic Four when the door had opened.
"Hi," he said. "I'm Jeremy.
"I'm Sex," she said flatly.
"That's your name?"
"That's what everyone calls me. I don't like my other name, so someone suggested that one and it stuck."
She signed her kids in. "This is Lucille who is 7, and Antoine is 4. They play well with others and I'll be upstairs I suppose for about an hour."
"Helllooo Lucille" he said and then turned to Antione and said "I'll be right back." Mom stayed around for a few minutes watching Jeremy closely. he could feel her eyes on him in various ways. He both liked it and it made him uncomfortible.
He got Antoine integrated with an Iron Man and Captain Amerfcia and he switched Scott to the bad side with a Doc Ock and Mysterio.
Then he asked Lucille if she would like to meet Matisse and do some art.
She nodded quietly.
"Hello friend" Matisse perked up.
"Hello," Lucille said shyly.
"I saw you at the park last Thursday," Matisse said nonchalant, and Lucille smiled and picked up some markers and went to a small desk. Then she looked back at the girl who was humming a song and reciting a little poem as she painted.
The painting was of a bright hummingbird with yellow and red wings with blue tips. It was nestled in flowers that were being painted in with vibrant colors.
Jeremy turned and shurgged at Sex and said "well, there ya go."
"How much is it?
"Just $2 per kid per hour," he said smiling, "but just in general. We're not to tight about that stuff."
She smiled at him with a small flirt. Adn as she left he noted how tight she was. lean with nice curves. Petite, yet strong. medium blond haior and emerald eyes that were seductive.
He hoped she had recently been divorced because she was definitely hot.
After she closed the door he muttered under his breath, "Sex, sex." Then he had to go help Scott because he was being over-run.
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On her way up the stairs to the first landing she passed Jonathan who was bringing down a load of trash from the Gallery and IC.
He stopped and scoped her out and she smiled at him.
"The prophecies have now been fulfilled" he exclaimed ethereally. "Now the moon shall turn blood red, or rather a shade of red...more of a pink color actually" he said in rapid Robin Williams fashion. "Oh and the blond beauty shall ascend into the seventh house because the others were over-priced and in need of painting. And Uranus shall fly around Pluto until he becomes sick, but later he will return because that is what dogs do among other disgusting things like dry humping the legs of their masters."
She laughed because he seemed harmless.
"I'm sorry," he said. " I am Jonathan. I have a doctorate in Anti-Entropy and have better hair than Einstein and speak better English than Eisenstein did because he only spoke Russian. And you might be?"
I am Sex," she said.
"Well I didn't want to state the obvious," Jonathan said quickly with a grin. "But now that you mention it, how is that working for you?"
"Just fine. This the way up?"
"Yes...Azotusland could use a little Sex. Up you go!"
Then he grabbed the trash bag, bowed deeply and whispered "You're secret is safe with me. I'll be back by the dumpsters in 30 minutes."
Jeremy was over playing super heroes (Marvel) with little Scott and Colin. Matisse was in the next room painting quietly and very focused. When Jeremy had gone in to check on her she looked up at him like he was an unusal bug and she laughed and said "I have work to do Jeremy."
He had shaken his head and walked back and sat down to lead an attack by Dr. Doom on the Fantastic Four when the door had opened.
"Hi," he said. "I'm Jeremy.
"I'm Sex," she said flatly.
"That's your name?"
"That's what everyone calls me. I don't like my other name, so someone suggested that one and it stuck."
She signed her kids in. "This is Lucille who is 7, and Antoine is 4. They play well with others and I'll be upstairs I suppose for about an hour."
"Helllooo Lucille" he said and then turned to Antione and said "I'll be right back." Mom stayed around for a few minutes watching Jeremy closely. he could feel her eyes on him in various ways. He both liked it and it made him uncomfortible.
He got Antoine integrated with an Iron Man and Captain Amerfcia and he switched Scott to the bad side with a Doc Ock and Mysterio.
Then he asked Lucille if she would like to meet Matisse and do some art.
She nodded quietly.
"Hello friend" Matisse perked up.
"Hello," Lucille said shyly.
"I saw you at the park last Thursday," Matisse said nonchalant, and Lucille smiled and picked up some markers and went to a small desk. Then she looked back at the girl who was humming a song and reciting a little poem as she painted.
The painting was of a bright hummingbird with yellow and red wings with blue tips. It was nestled in flowers that were being painted in with vibrant colors.
Jeremy turned and shurgged at Sex and said "well, there ya go."
"How much is it?
"Just $2 per kid per hour," he said smiling, "but just in general. We're not to tight about that stuff."
She smiled at him with a small flirt. Adn as she left he noted how tight she was. lean with nice curves. Petite, yet strong. medium blond haior and emerald eyes that were seductive.
He hoped she had recently been divorced because she was definitely hot.
After she closed the door he muttered under his breath, "Sex, sex." Then he had to go help Scott because he was being over-run.
***********
On her way up the stairs to the first landing she passed Jonathan who was bringing down a load of trash from the Gallery and IC.
He stopped and scoped her out and she smiled at him.
"The prophecies have now been fulfilled" he exclaimed ethereally. "Now the moon shall turn blood red, or rather a shade of red...more of a pink color actually" he said in rapid Robin Williams fashion. "Oh and the blond beauty shall ascend into the seventh house because the others were over-priced and in need of painting. And Uranus shall fly around Pluto until he becomes sick, but later he will return because that is what dogs do among other disgusting things like dry humping the legs of their masters."
She laughed because he seemed harmless.
"I'm sorry," he said. " I am Jonathan. I have a doctorate in Anti-Entropy and have better hair than Einstein and speak better English than Eisenstein did because he only spoke Russian. And you might be?"
I am Sex," she said.
"Well I didn't want to state the obvious," Jonathan said quickly with a grin. "But now that you mention it, how is that working for you?"
"Just fine. This the way up?"
"Yes...Azotusland could use a little Sex. Up you go!"
Then he grabbed the trash bag, bowed deeply and whispered "You're secret is safe with me. I'll be back by the dumpsters in 30 minutes."
2 Comments:
but einstein was german . . . i know, it was a joke. :)
Actually, my friend, Eisenstein was a famous Russian filmmaker...Alexander Nevsky and battleship Potempkin...famous films...just educating while I mess around.
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