SUBJECT>Re: Devils POSTER>Rick Lobes EMAIL>rlobes@sbcglobal.net DATE>1109094375 IP_ADDRESS>69.211.225.130 PASSWORD>aaw0v/Zwo7VjI PREVIOUS>83734 NEXT> IMAGE> LINKNAME> LINKURL>

Jables - I really like this.
As it stirried, I could feel it heating up.
It left me feeling it warming up.
Even after the 4th time I read it!
That's a good thing.
Thanks
Rick

: Devils

: I stirred and I should not have
: gone to the kitchen. Through the doorway
: I trained my eye on the Devil
: eating biscuits left on the stove.

: He put his finger on the strap
: of my gown, eased his finger under
: my chin, then brought his tail
: to his lips and blew a kiss.

: He dipped the biscuit
: in bacon grease and smiled but never
: returned until this morning when
: I stirred and I should have not

: found my daughter in her gown
: before school with the Devil
: she knows will make her warm
: biscuits, then drive her to school.