Taking Steps: Date by Appointment Part 21

Title: Taking Steps: Date by Appointment Part 21
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 1437
Continues from Part 20

A person could get sick of beef, he thought after the third day of steak, bloody steak. He liked medium well done steak but Sonya encouraged him to have rare and between them settled on medium, not medium rare because his idea of medium and her idea of medium didn’t agree. So he insisted on his medium well and got medium. Vampires are opinionated and stubborn, which came as no surprise having lived with Connell, but Sonya’s mission was him and he was never more glad that Stephen would be there with him in Connell’s regard at the end of this. He wondered if he had telephone privileges so he could call home. Maybe if he called during the day when Connell was asleep they wouldn’t mind.

Vampire spit really did the trick, inwardly Everett giggled at the rhyme. His injuries were healing faster than what was usual for him and the lassitude from his blood loss was gone which was probably due to his body’s blood production problem. He’d asked Sonya and been told that when his red blood cell count was elevated enough the Donation clinic would appreciate his contribution and she brought up that she could continue the licking that he seemed to enjoy so much to add the enhanced flavor to his donation. He would of course be compensated for his donation, not as much as if he’d had a donation ‘date’ but more than a regular human style donation. She didn’t advise that he engage with one of his required hostings while Connell’s marks were so noticeable as, Everett added another attribute to his vampire knowledge of attributes, ‘her people’ were competitive and things could get out of control. He sighed, the time for him to, he rolled his eyes, play donor to a diner was more rapidly approaching than he wanted.

I wonder if my time with Sonya counts as my female vampire? He asked himself and then asked Sonya.( Read more... )

Continues with Part 22

Creative Writing Class Banned Books List - #3

Title: #3- Dad’s New Wife ‘Greg’
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 200
Meridae said I couldn’t start with #3 so of course I had to.
Creative Writing Class Banned Books List



“Dad. Stop being an ass,” Tim said, for he wasn’t Timmy anymore and hadn’t been since 6th grade when he decided he was too old for such things. “I’ve known about you and Greg for years,” he rolled his eyes, “Mom explained it long ago about two men loving each other.”

“Oh. Then you’ll come to the wedding?” his father was much too anxiously eager but Tim grinned.

“If you’ll stop calling him your ‘Little Wify’. Greg’s got five inches on you, Dad. If anyone is the little anything, it’s you.”

“Hey, Greg’s not that long and …” with glee Tim watched his father blush bright red.

Voices and the slam of the front door interrupted.

“So we can make it a double wedding? That’s great!” Jamie was saying to Greg as they returned from grocery shopping for The 4th celebrations.

Grinning at his father’s face, Tim turned into Jamie's embrace and to the crinkling of grocery bags was the recipient of a cheerful kiss.

“Hey, my Wiffy-To-Be,” was said lovingly.

“That’s Wife-To-Be and I’m going to be your HUSBAND, you ass,” Tim said in mock irritation.

“So Husby-To-Be,” Jamie continued with a smile, “Greg and I were talking …”

Creative Writing Class Banned Books List list

Some of these.... I want to play.

#3- Dad’s New Wife ‘Greg’

#2 - The Boy Who Died From Eating All His Vegetables

Creative Writing Class Banned Books List - #2

Title: #2 - The Boy Who Died From Eating All His Vegetables
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 435
Creative Writing Class Banned Books List list


The plate held a pleasingly attractive mix of vegetables in a brown savory wine sauce and Colt eyed it warily restraining himself from making a face. That would surely get him sent to his room but he wouldn’t have to eat what was on the plate ... tonight. There was no assurance that tomorrow this wouldn’t be his lunch and or his supper. His aunt was a contrary mule of a lady.

Carefully he poked the slop with his fork picking out one thing and holding it up speared on the tines. “What’s this Aunt Tilda?”

“Food. Eat it.”

Hesitantly Colt moved the fork with its content towards his mouth. Was that a gleam of something in his dear aunt’s eyes? “I’m not hungry,” and he put his fork down on the plate. “May I be excused, please ma’am?”

“No! You will sit at that table and eat that food, the entire plateful. It’ll be good for you.”

“I have to go to the outhouse.”

“Then you’d better eat all those vegetables before you leave, hadn’t you.”

Colt knew when to give up and ate those vegetables in as few a number of mouthfuls as he could. It was still too many but he choked them down, and made it to the outhouse in time to vomit most of the slop up and hid out in the woods. He never heard his aunt calling to him too wracked by pain in his belly to care.

“You can wake now Son. It’s over,” a voice from his childhood told him. Seen through his eyelids flickering lights and cries surrounded him.

“Where am I?”

“Well they call this place Hell but it don’t half live up to its name.” The cries included whoops and hollers, people were dancing around and seemed to be having a grand ole time.

“So I’m dead then?”

“Yep, Tilda did the same for me. Don’t quite know where the old witch is but when you was delivered there was talk about a trial after’n they found your body with evidences of poisoning. Once she could explain but twice and her the lone beneficiary ... Expect she’ll be joining us soon ‘nuff.”

“Sharing Hell with Aunt Tilda, that don’t sound fair.”

“Well there’s fair and fair,” Colt Senior said, “Look what all the stompin’, dancin’, partin’ is atop.”

There was a mesh the floor was made up, with finger sized holes above a base of hot burning flames. People were down there doing their own dancing and the whoops and hollers were those above who’d been wronged by them, dancing on their fingers

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