After Cherry’s “Tale of the Unexpected” I couldn’t wait to see what she chose to do our scene in. She did not disappoint. Cherry burst into the room in an outfit that could only have been fashioned by the Devil himself, for it had no other purpose than to tempt men & cast them asunder. The gossamer like cloth which adorned her perfect body served no other purpose, than to elicit unspeakable acts from weak willed, but God fearing men, like my good self! These “Devil’s Threads” would neither keep her warm, nor shelter her from a tempest. In a raging sea they would not repel the icy fingers of death for more than a second, nor preserve life for more than a moment or two on the icy wastes of the Himalayas. Even I, the righteous Jim Slip, was dragged, as if by an alien “Tractor beam” toward her, I had nothing to repel this Vixen of Beelzebub, I was like a man on rails & the rails lead to but one place, this Devil’s princess! I was engulfed & Cherry served me up to the Devil as a snack!
