100 Word Challenge - Fusion

The following is in response to the 100 Word Challenge authored by the elemental Velvet Verbosity.

"Wait for me ... wait for me ... together ... we must go together..."
He slowed his pace. A deeper and slower rhythm. Each pulse of their rythmic thrusts driving her just a bit higher toward the place they were both trying to get to ... the place where they split wide open and melt together, into each other and fuse into one simmering ocean of passion.
"Yes ... yes ... slower ... deeper ... I'm ... so ... close .... more ... more ..."
He quicken his pace as the pressure began to build in him, driving him to go faster and faster, deeper and deeper.
"Yes ... now ... YES ... NOW .. YES .. YYYYEEEESSSSSSSSS!"

And all the Church-goers just said "That boy is goin' to HELL!" Anyway, this is the first time I've done one of these without actually using the word, itself. Part of the word, yes. But not the actual word - so much as the concept.

In a 'No Rest For The Wicked' Saturday (and we all know how wicked I am), I wound up working all day. We lost power at the plant - victim, once again, of that family of kamikaze squirrels that likes to walk down the wires that lead to the plant and short out the transformer. That squirrel, by the way, is 'tits up' in the enclosure that houses the transformer, on the ground, as a reminder to all the other kamikaze squirrels out there that there is a penalty to pay for coming to visit.

I feel a 'comp day' coming. Maybe Friday - make it a long weekend.

Hyphen Mama's painting is going to ship on Monday or Tuesday (it's finally drying up)- I found the NICEST frame for it - I will take a better picture of it before I ship it - in the frame, and show it after I know she has it in hand. I just HOPE that UPS can ship it without damaging it. I'm going to insure it for $500. I'm not sure it's worth 500, but maybe they'll be more careful of it, if it's insured.

I'm tired. My son and his wife (Bitsy) are coming over in the morning to take me to breakfast. After all of the years of feeding him, HE is going to feed ME. Of course, I'm writing this on Saturday evening, to publish at 12:01. So it's getting on time to put the boy to bed - so as to be bright eyed and bushy tailed in the morning. I'm going to take all of the love, kindness and understanding I've found out here today to bed with me, and hold it close to my heart, like a teddy bear. And sleep with it. And be comforted by it.



Jientje said...

Boy oh boy, you said that well.
I would not have been able to say it so well, but that is exactly how it is.
All of it.

Shadow said...

that was... exquisite! and i sure hope you're not going to hell for writing something soooo good!

enjoy breakfast with your son and his wife in the morning.

Christy said...

I will pray for you....to SATAN!!!

Good job!

Tash said...

If you're going to hell for that then I'll be meeting you there... hopefully not til after your next 31.

Hope you enjoyed breakfast! I'm off to the beach!

Nicole said...

Kamikaze squirrels....neat....not so neat for the work space.....I guess those Babes want their Living room back?

Karen said...

I have always felt that one of the markers of success as a parent it that they take you out to eat and they pay for it. It has happened a couple of times for me, but not as often as I would like. I suppose if I lived closer it would happen more...

Alice said...

Party in hell! Yay!

I'm outta gas too. I look at the clock - read it as 8:35 pm and think "my it's getting late".

Happy Birthday - I just had mine too. Virgo-land...I knew I sensed that in you. ; )

Joyce-Anne said...

As I read today's post I sensed a little bit of a pre-curser to the next installment of The Kid. Am I right?

Hyphen Mama said...

YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS! Save a seat for me on the bus to hell. There is a bus, right? Or maybe it's an escalator.

Maybe today will be the day of rest??

warriorwoman said...

so did you respect yourself in the morning?

maggie's mind said...

Whoo, all the windows fogged up when I opened this steamy post, Lou. ;)

I think you definitely deserve a comp day, and Fridays are perfect for that.

Hope you slept well with all of us. Or something. Also hope breakfast was yummy. I love breakfast anytime of the day.

LceeL said...

Jientje: Yes. I remember.

Shadow: I did enjoy breakfast. I'm glad you liked it - the writing.

Christy: Thank you. Wiccan?

Tash: Wherever it is I go, I hope I get to see you there, too. Someday, much later.

Nicole: They keep coming down the wire. I wonder if they wonder where their cousins go that they never come back.

Karen: Yeah. Ain't it cool?

Alice: You could teach me ANYTIME!! Thanks for taking time with me.

Joyce-Anne: The Kid episode isn't quite so explicit.

Hyphen Mama: Your seat is right next to me.

warriorwoman: Not only did I respect myself, I basked in the glow for HOURS.

maggies mind: Oh, yes, you all were perfect bed mates.

Melissa said...

Yes, you are probably going to hell, but after my last 100 words, I'll probably be there, too. :)

Nan said...

Heh heh... I just gave you an award on my site, so go see. Hopefully none of my young readers will click head over here!

Myst_72 said...


It's Monday here!

Enjoy your day,


Jientje said...

Come here and let me hug you to pieces Lou.
Happy happy birthday,hope you have a wonderful day!!!

moneythoughts said...

Why are all these people talking about going to hell? What does hell have to do with it? Before the common era (BCE), sex was a noble thing. It all depends on where you are coming from. I guess for some, forbidden fruit just tastes better. Whatever gets you off, I guess it doesn't matter. Hope you had a happy birthday Lou.

Employee No. 3699 said...

My, my...that was an interesting 100 Words (fanning myself).

Sandy C. said...

So will I be joining you there if I enjoyed it? ;)

No need to use the word this time. No need :)

Patsy said...

You win!