top.
“Uh,
uh, uh,” I muttered.
The
girl lunged, and I didn’t have time to shoot. She didn’t attack. Instead, she
wrapped me in a tight hug me.
“Oh
thank ya, Lord!” she rubbed her cheek against mine like a cat, “Ya sent me an
angel!”
“Uh.”
I gulped.
She
hugged me so tight; Jessie became a distant memory.
“Oh
thank the mighty Lord above for this angel!” She said.
“I’m
not an angel!” I tried, but her breasts muffled my voice.
She
pulled back and looked over her shoulder then back at me. “We gotta hide!”
The
girl grabbed my hand and pulled me into the woman’s restroom. I blushed hard,
but when she pulled me into a stall, I thought my face would pop. She pushed me
onto the toilet and climbed into my lap, wrapping her arms around my neck.
“Who
are you?” I gasped.
“You’re
an angel,” the tip of her nose touched mine. “You should know my name.”
“Since
when have you seen an angel with guns?”
“Even
angels need to keep with the times,” she shrugged.
“Kessa?”
I asked.
She
kicked her legs. “See you know my name!”
“My
friends are out there—”
“You’re
friends with the Dead Kissers?”
“Dead
Kissers?” I asked.
“The
guy with the long coat and the blonde girl!”
“That’s
them,” I said. “But what are you talking about Dead Kissers?”
Kessa
shook her head. “For an angel o’ the Lord you certainly don’t know a lot!”
“I’m
not--”
She
cut me off and started bouncing on my lap, leaving me even more red-faced than
before.
“An
angel o’ the Lord has come to redeem my soul!”
Either
confused or just crazy, I couldn't tell, but I liked her.
“Dead
Kissers!” I tried to hold her still. “What does that mean?”
“Oh!”
she held a finger to her chin. “Angels don’t know everything after all.”
I
rolled my eyes.
“The
Dead Kissers are the ones who brought the dead back to life!” she said. “My
pastor, Pa Bernard, stated that the walking ghouls came to life when these evil
people started coupling with dead bodies!”
“What
kind of crackpot theory is that?”
I
didn’t have an answer to where the Corpses came from, but it certainly couldn't
be something so absurd.
“Pa
Bernard said the Lord came to him in a dream last night.” Kessa snuggled
against me. “He was told how to purify the Dead Kissers. I don’t know if I
believe in his methods, though.”
“Then
help me save my friends!” I pleaded.
“I
don’t want to go against Pa!” she said, “He’ll purify me again.”
“What
you mean?”
“Just
like he’s about to do to the girl,” she said. “Pa doesn’t purify the guys.
That’s what Merlda’s for.”
I
shook my head. “What is wrong with this guy?”
“He
tells me I’m very impure,” she looked away. “And I’m going to become a Deady without his help.”
“If
you won’t help that’s fine, but I need to figure out a plan and save my
friends, who are not Dead Kissers.”
Her
bright green orbs were quivering, yet mesmerizing. She shoved her face into
mine and nearly sucked it off, all while sticking her tongue down my throat.
Then Kessa pulled back.
“May
the Lord watch over you, angel,” she said. “I’ll be here waiting for your
return.”
She
bounced off my lap, and I felt so stunned and confused.
I
shut the stall behind me. It took a few moments to catch my breath and
contemplate what had just happened. This hot girl thought me to be her angel.
“Angel?”
I looked at the ceiling. “If she wants me to be her angel, I’ll be her angel.”
I
hesitated at the door and pictured Jessie’s caring eyes, Tiffany’s stern but
alluring ones, and then Kessa’s mesmerizers. The dead returning to life and
girls paying attention to me three-fold ; it had been
the craziest day of my life. But still I had no plan; I couldn’t just walk out
there and shoot everyone. They were human beings. It would be so much easier if
they were Corpses, but they weren’t.
I
shook my
“Uh,
uh, uh,” I muttered.
The
girl lunged, and I didn’t have time to shoot. She didn’t attack. Instead, she
wrapped me in a tight hug me.
“Oh
thank ya, Lord!” she rubbed her cheek against mine like a cat, “Ya sent me an
angel!”
“Uh.”
I gulped.
She
hugged me so tight; Jessie became a distant memory.
“Oh
thank the mighty Lord above for this angel!” She said.
“I’m
not an angel!” I tried, but her breasts muffled my voice.
She
pulled back and looked over her shoulder then back at me. “We gotta hide!”
The
girl grabbed my hand and pulled me into the woman’s restroom. I blushed hard,
but when she pulled me into a stall, I thought my face would pop. She pushed me
onto the toilet and climbed into my lap, wrapping her arms around my neck.
“Who
are you?” I gasped.
“You’re
an angel,” the tip of her nose touched mine. “You should know my name.”
“Since
when have you seen an angel with guns?”
“Even
angels need to keep with the times,” she shrugged.
“Kessa?”
I asked.
She
kicked her legs. “See you know my name!”
“My
friends are out there—”
“You’re
friends with the Dead Kissers?”
“Dead
Kissers?” I asked.
“The
guy with the long coat and the blonde girl!”
“That’s
them,” I said. “But what are you talking about Dead Kissers?”
Kessa
shook her head. “For an angel o’ the Lord you certainly don’t know a lot!”
“I’m
not--”
She
cut me off and started bouncing on my lap, leaving me even more red-faced than
before.
“An
angel o’ the Lord has come to redeem my soul!”
Either
confused or just crazy, I couldn't tell, but I liked her.
“Dead
Kissers!” I tried to hold her still. “What does that mean?”
“Oh!”
she held a finger to her chin. “Angels don’t know everything after all.”
I
rolled my eyes.
“The
Dead Kissers are the ones who brought the dead back to life!” she said. “My
pastor, Pa Bernard, stated that the walking ghouls came to life when these evil
people started coupling with dead bodies!”
“What
kind of crackpot theory is that?”
I
didn’t have an answer to where the Corpses came from, but it certainly couldn't
be something so absurd.
“Pa
Bernard said the Lord came to him in a dream last night.” Kessa snuggled
against me. “He was told how to purify the Dead Kissers. I don’t know if I
believe in his methods, though.”
“Then
help me save my friends!” I pleaded.
“I
don’t want to go against Pa!” she said, “He’ll purify me again.”
“What
you mean?”
“Just
like he’s about to do to the girl,” she said. “Pa doesn’t purify the guys.
That’s what Merlda’s for.”
I
shook my head. “What is wrong with this guy?”
“He
tells me I’m very impure,” she looked away. “And I’m going to become a Deady without his help.”
“If
you won’t help that’s fine, but I need to figure out a plan and save my
friends, who are not Dead Kissers.”
Her
bright green orbs were quivering, yet mesmerizing. She shoved her face into
mine and nearly sucked it off, all while sticking her tongue down my throat.
Then Kessa pulled back.
“May
the Lord watch over you, angel,” she said. “I’ll be here waiting for your
return.”
She
bounced off my lap, and I felt so stunned and confused.
I
shut the stall behind me. It took a few moments to catch my breath and
contemplate what had just happened. This hot girl thought me to be her angel.
“Angel?”
I looked at the ceiling. “If she wants me to be her angel, I’ll be her angel.”
I
hesitated at the door and pictured Jessie’s caring eyes, Tiffany’s stern but
alluring ones, and then Kessa’s mesmerizers. The dead returning to life and
girls paying attention to me three-fold ; it had been
the craziest day of my life. But still I had no plan; I couldn’t just walk out
there and shoot everyone. They were human beings. It would be so much easier if
they were Corpses, but they weren’t.
I
shook my
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