Just Jot It January: Mendaciloquent

THIS IS  PART  OF  LINDAGHILL’S  JUST JOT IT JANUARY .  Today 27th January the  prompt is Mendaciloquent and it is  brought  to  us  by   Coralee at Musefully Mendaciloquent.
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She  looked and  him with  her  huge innocent  eyes. He  had  her  now, trapped in his gaze, licking  his  lips  with his  silver  tongue he  began.

“Come”  he  said “a little  closer let me  take in  your  ample curves  and  charms.” As she  moved in  she  felt him  sliding up  her  inner  thigh, around her  waist. He  nestled  his head  in her  bosom and looked  straight in to  her eyes.

“Try this”  he  said  offering her  the  wondrous red sphere. ” Look at it’s beauty  see how it catches  the  sun’s light. Magical and  wondrous . You must  try  this  it  will do  you no  harm  it will set  you  free.”

Oh! this  was  all so  strange she  had never  felt like  this, parts of  her  body were  pulsing  and  thumping   she felt  so strange. It never  felt like  this  when her  partner  touched  her. He  with  the  silver  tongue  and  silver  voice was  making her  feel  strange  and  though  she  new it  was wrong  she  liked to  listen  to his  voice, she wanted  to  eat that  which  he  held!

“Come” he said  try  this  it  will make  you  feel  so  good, you  will see  everything  clearer you  will  fly  you  will know  all  there is  to  know. Her  eyes  widened  and  she  felt  strange unknown  feelings  coursing through  her body  she  wanted  to  cry, scream,  laugh  yes,  yes  she wanted  more.

“Come”  he said  try  this  you  will love it  and  nothing will ever  be  the same. Surely  you cannot  doubt  me  would I  harm  you?” he was  whispering  in her  ear  his  hot breath on  her  neck  making her  tingle.

“But” she said” The  Other  One  told us  never to  touch  this  fruit , never  never.” Her  voice trailed off  as he  gently  pressed  the  sweet smelling  fruit to  her  mouth. She  felt  a longing, a hunger  things  she had  never  felt before.

“Come”  he said  “He  only  wishes  to  deprive  you  of  all this ecstasy, go  on  try it  you  will never look back.” She  thought  about  the  One  and  she  tried to resist  but  he  was  saying  such  wonderful  things in her  ear  she  want  them  she  needed  this  feeling to  go on  to get  better,  she  wanted  more  more  ….. her  breath  was  catching in  her  throat  and  she could not keep still.

She  bit.  Her  world  exploded all this  things  rushed  at  her  and she did  take flight  her  body  made  her  scream and  groan it was  wonderful ……………….. then it  stopped  more  she wanted  more.

He with  the  silver  words  and  silver  voice smiled  at her  and  said ” Here  take  this  and  go  and  share it  it  with  your  man …All  will be  well, all  will be  good  believe  me  I  know  what I am  doing, would I lie  to  you  you. Go find  your  man  share  this  wonder!”

She went in  search of  her man  but  she felt  empty.  New  feelings  she had  never  felt before  were  flooding  into her head. She  felt  naked  and  ashamed   but  she  did not  know  what  these  feeling  were. She  covered  herself  with  leaves .

She  stood in  a  clearing  shaking  and  called Adam, Adam come  and  try  this  it is  beautiful …..she  was  afraid . She  heard   Mendaciloquent laughing.

The  rest  is  History…. Believe  me  ?

eve

 

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Author: willowdot21

Female, wife, full time mother and Grandmother. I am not as happy go lucky as I used to be but I am still bubbling along on simmer! I have three handsome sons all grown and flown.The youngest married with a beautiful wife and two sons of his own. Back in 2010 I was working, running a home, driving and socializing then bang in a split second all that was gone. I had an accident at home. I broke my back, not for the first time, I had broken it 10 years previously as well. Unfortunately this time I had broken it really badly and it was truly messed up so I had to have two operations. I was told before each operation that the outcome could mean I spend the rest of my life in a wheelchair. Still as some guy once wrote "I am still standing " yes "better than I ever was " I no longer use the walking stick . I had lots of friends before the accident but when things like this happen, you loose most of them. Their lives move on and mine stood still and so they left me behind ...I know that is just the way life is but it hurt and always will. Then I looked around and saw those who were still there for me, these friends are the roses in my garden they need to be tended well. They are the diamonds in the dust. I will of been married 53yrs this comming year. I have found different ways to approach life, use my pain befriend it almost...yer right , well that is what they tell me at the pain clinic ROFLMAO ...... if only I could! I have found an outlet for my fears, frustrations and night terrors . I have started writing poetry if that name can be applied to my writing. I hope I do not come over as a moaning winger. I hope I am past all that. I also hope that you might see how the poetry is moving from very dark through the grey and hopefully in to light. My back is no longer straight it is C shaped because of the injury and I have lost two and a half inches in height but my Pilates and Core teachers have helped me to stand up as straight and be as strong as possible. Pain and depression are still hanging on my arm but I have weapons to use against them and if I say so myself I cope well. I have made lots of new friends, real diamonds. I am also very grateful for all the support and help I have encountered here on Wordpress. Hugs and welcome to everyone who visits.

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