Musings in the Dark: June 2019

6/23/2019

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Chapter 8 of "Switchblade Romance" is ready for consumption.



“We’ll figure something out, baby.  I can hear you getting agitated.  Calm down.  Tell me, what are you doing this Saturday?”

“I haven’t made any plans.”

“I would like to invite you to have dinner with me at the Vermilion.  There are three in-house restaurants: Medallion, Embers and Carnival.  They specialize in different cuisines.  Embers is a Brazilian steakhouse, Medallion is a French restaurant, and Carnival is featuring Italian this week.  Which would you prefer?”

“I’ve never eaten at a Brazilian steakhouse.  I’d like to try that.”

6/16/2019

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Chapter 7 of "Switchblade Romance" is ready for reading.  Do enjoy.


"Malcolm shrugged.  “One day, I woke up next to Donna and I just sat in bed, staring at her and at the confines of my bedroom.  Our clothes were all over the floor and I was thinking about everything outside of sex.  Then she woke up, went to the bathroom and I watched her spend about ten minutes in the mirror, fixing her hair and her face before coming back to the bed.  She grabbed my dick, but I couldn’t muster up enough interest to get hard.  All I could think about was how nice it would be to wake up next to a woman who’s not a fashion plate and how cool it would be to have a son or daughter rush into the room and jump in the bed with us.  Donna started talking about something—I don’t know what—and when she didn’t get the response she hoped, she got mad and got out of bed.  I didn’t say anything.  I just watched her put her clothes on as she yelled at me.  I didn’t know what she was screaming about.  I offered to call her an Uber, and she got even madder and stormed out.  I knew then that something in me was different and I wanted a stable relationship with a woman who is real in the ways Donna and her ilk aren’t.”"

6/09/2019

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Chapter 6 of "Switchblade Romance" is ready for reading.  Enjoy.
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Malcolm nodded.  “So, tell me about your two friends.  They seem like chill people.”

Shantreyl smiled; glad to change the subject.  “They are.  Jaya’s the one who wore the pink and white Adidas suit.  She teaches math and science at Bruce Lee Elementary in Ashwood.  We met thirteen years ago; we were both teachers at Siren Heights Middle School.  Jaya taught sixth grade math and I taught sixth grade science.  We’ve been thick as thieves ever since.  The one in Cross Colours is her wife, Renee.  Renee is a forensic sculptor; she does sculptures of missing people and is an on-call police sketch artist.  She’s in high demand because she’s so damn talented and her work always leads to instant victim identification.”

“Really?” Malcolm said.

“Really.  Jaya and Renee knew each other in high school; reconnected ten years ago and got married eight years ago.  They’re so happy and so in love, and they’re expecting.”

“I imagine they want the same for you,” he said, getting off the highway. 

“They do.  When I told them about the gifts you sent, they were so thrilled.  It was Renee’s idea that we go to the Zodiac that night.  It was Jaya’s idea that I have a one-night stand.  They were so elated when you invited me up to the VIP.”

6/03/2019

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Chapter 5 of "Switchblade Romance" is ready for reading.



She waved one of her students towards the door.  “Keisha, will you get that?”

Keisha did and smiled when a student aide from the front office wheeled in a cart laden with gifts.

“Miss Troy, these were just delivered for you!” the aide said, a big smile on her face.

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!” the class chortled in unison.

Shantreyl gasped.  “All of them?”

“Yes ma’am.”

“At the same time?”

“Within a few minutes of each other, I think.”

“Wow,” Shantreyl said, looking at the gifts.  “Okay, just put them on the lectern.  Thank you for bringing them down.”

When the aide left wheeling the cart, one of her students, Brinton, said, “Those from your maaaaan, Miss Troy?” 


“Brinton, that is none of your business and an inappropriate question.”  She knew the boy had a crush on her.