And now.. the conclusion of ... "Be Careful What You Wish For"  

“He’s early!” She mused as she went to the door. Expecting Billy, she flung the door open wide and stepped aside with a come in gesture. It was Monty, and the silver Cadi was in the drive. She had one brief moment of panic followed by a deep lust for this gorgeous creature that was now in her front hallway. She closed the door behind him and asked him if he would like to join her for a drink.

“What are you drinking?” he inquired.

“The most delicious red wine cobbler in the world,” she announced.

“Then I will most certainly join you,” his eyes were saying more then his mouth, but she was having difficulty hearing anything.

Bev gathered her glass on the way to the kitchen. She retrieved some ice and fruit from the fridge and poured the remainder of the open bottle into a glass for Monty.

She turned to find him standing close behind her in the kitchen. She handed him the glass.

“Cheers,” she said raising her glass to him, “to your health.”
“Cheers,” he followed her salute, raising the glass to his open mouth.

Bev felt she already knew him intimately and there was nothing odd in them standing in the kitchen drinking wine.

“What kind of wine was that?” he asked, lowering his empty glass.

Bev looked at his glass; all she wanted to do was slide her tongue into his beautiful mouth. Her mind was getting foggy.

“Elderberry wine, Monty, can I freshen your glass?” She didn’t wait for a response, took his glass. Finishing hers, she turned to the counter where the full bottle sat. She poured both glasses and handed one back to Monty.

“Shall we sit with this one?” Bev steered them to the living room couch.

“What brings you to my home this fine day, surely you did not intend to come drink wine with me?”

Monty narrows his dark eyes over the glass and drinks his red nectar.

Bev melts into his gaze and follows suit with hers.

“I have been waiting to share this drink with you,” Monty voice echoed in Bev's ears.

Bev set her glass down onto the table. She was not sure if she heard him correctly. Did he know she used the herbal potion in the drinks? Did he want true love too?

Monty took her face into his hands and pushed his tongue into her mouth, hard. She was both excited and a bit repelled. She tried to lift her arms to either hold him or push him away. Her arms did not respond. She could hear Monty’s voice at a distance now. The room was a bit hazy.

“You might have taken a little too much of that potion #1 Beverly, now you’re not going to be able to help much, are you?” his laugh distorted in the hollows of her mind. She heard the click of the front door lock. Then his voice was much closer.

“I’ll help you,” she heard his voice, as in a dream, her body was lifted and fell over his shoulder. She saw the floor go by as she was transported out of the room and down the hall. Doors whizzed by.

She heard a bell and remembered Billy. In her dream bubble she called his name, she could not hear her voice. Did she need help? Was Monty going to make love to her? She felt her body fly through the air and land hard on the bed. There was a moment of no air in her lungs. Through the haze, her cloths were being torn and thrown about.

She heard Monty’s voice and felt a heavy weight upon her, “I’m gunna show you some ‘true love’ now Beverly”

The bell rang again. She cried in her mind, ‘Oh Billy, help me.’

The bell rang again. She closed her eyes but could not close her body. In her mind a voice echoed, “Be careful what you wish for.”

>>Please post your comments below