Message-ID: <40561asstr$1043284204@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: From: "Sean Farragher" X-Original-Message-ID: MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit X-Priority: 3 (Normal) X-MSMail-Priority: Normal Importance: Normal X-MimeOLE: Produced By Microsoft MimeOLE V6.00.2800.1106 X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Wed, 22 Jan 2003 18:39:26 -0500 Subject: {ASSM} TxM6: Taxi Murders the Novel Chapter 75 Drinking Human Blood Date: Wed, 22 Jan 2003 20:10:04 -0500 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: hecate, newsman If you have missed any parts of Taxi Murders the Novel, they are archived on ASSM --Google and at my web site. I welcome feedback. Chapters 1-75 are available at my site, which updated every few days: Chapters 70 and 71/72 and 73/74 and 75 &100 should be up at ASSM and will be posted on my site tonight. http://www.seanfarragher.com/taximurdersbook Taxi Murders the Novel -- Chapter 75 Drinking Human Blood (c) 2003 Sean Farragher sfarragher@nj.rr.com http://www.seanfarragher.com http://www.seanfarragher.com/Joss http://www.seanfarragher.com/taximurdersbook Chapter 75 Drinking Human Blood: Chance & Coincidence Wednesday, February 23, 1993 Before Abel and Lilith raped and struck their deadly blows to dismember tragedy, and make it public, they served themselves pails of human or if human was not available, the blood of any beast. They drank it raw like milk from a cow. They did this as a literal rite and for incantation. They kept score with death to mark boundaries. For that intellectual and hideous feat, they pretended bliss or horror depending on the weather. Lilith told Laurie this. It was one of the first things Laurie wrote down in her journal. Is all life dependent on the weather? She remembered how Henry clenched his fist darkened by crimes of words when he read Laurie's journals. "What is coincidence," Henry asked? Why you? Why were you chosen for this horrible violence? Why did your Spiritus not protect you? What can anyone do to keep the lines between the highway and the pedestrian safe?. No one can explain the meandering car, driver sober, not sick, completely in control of his faculties, who is struck by light and swerves and kills a small child riding a bicycle along the side of the road. No one can explain momentary madness like a boy, 17, the night of his High School graduation, riding with his new lover, his dick still wet, he suddenly drives up and over the lawn of a suburban house in one driveway and out another. His excitement was uncontained. In that case, nothing happened but the memory. He was lucky. His life would have been altered (and his victim worse) if some one had wandered out on his lawn at that precise minute. The boy would be haunted by that memory the rest of his life. This is a true story, Laurie insisted. I was there beside the boy. He had just fucked me, and I could smell his cock as Christ Tina pushed his arms away from my breasts that she was sucking. The spirit did not care if anyone was harmed. She was hungry for sex and food. I felt it all. I knew the boy came when she took hold of my mind and licked beneath the lips of mouth as if she would never eat again. for More TxM6 http://www.seanfarragher.com/taximurdersbook END -- Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ | alt.sex.stories.moderated ----- send stories to: | | FAQ: Moderator: | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |Discuss this story and others in alt.sex.stories.d, look for subject {ASSD}| |Archive at Hosted by | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+