Strigoii

"I have had it with her!"

When Helia screams like that, it means that she had a run in with Arlene. I came out of the kitchen just in time to see Helia's favorite lycra top give up the ghost, and explosively release her well over 68GG bustline. I had to duck to keep from getting hit in the eye by the elastic shrapnel.

"Oh wow," I said finally, "What happened?"

"What the hell?"

Clara lifted up her naked foot to see what had stuck to it, but it was impossible for her to see. The apartment floor resounded with each of the immense woman's steps as she plodded over to the sofa. The seat's vinyl upholstery creaked vocally as Clara gently lowered all of her five hundred and seventy three pounds into it's pillowy embrace. Clara sighed as her quarter ton weight sank into the cushions, she then lifted up her foot to peel off what had stuck to her foot. It was a nicotine patch. "Son of a bitch."

June was perfect weather for a ride down the creek in a tube. It was hot and humid, making it a perfect day to be in the water.

Sara took the bus down to the Chatahoochie River and walked down the concrete steps to the shack that used to be the local bait shop. Now days it was a tube shop, where you could blow up your tube, patch a leak, or just kick back with a coke and watch the idiots. Sara opened the door.

It all started innocently enough.

“Tenchi’s home!” Sasami called out to the rest of the house, “Welcome home, Tenchi.”  The sweet young princess with the turquoise hair bowed slightly as she wiped her hands on her apron.  A moment later the rest of the house bustled to life to welcome Tenchi home.