Tale Weaver – #142 – 19/10/17 – Birthday

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Miss Marble didn’t know when her actual birthdate was, but she had decided that October 18th would be a suitable day as it was mid-spring and she liked the spring. Her garden took on a new life, the flowers bloomed, and the scrubs scrubbed everything was fine thanks to her home-made liquid fertilizer.

As she had lived a long time and concocted a lot of potions in her time, she had over the course of time developed a potion which she considered completely self-indulgent but something she enjoyed once a year on her birthday.

It was a “Pleasure Potion” and even though when she looked in the mirror and saw a woman the other side of middle age the spark for a bit of pleasure was always there. In her younger days, she had caused no end of mayhem by using the potion far more often than she should.

It got to a point where her neighbours, particularly the wives would lock up their husbands to keep them safe from the stimulated Miss Marble wandering the street looking for a man. A potential crisis was averted by Miss Marble pledging to not use it as she had but to put it away for personal use only.

She did make the mistake once of offering some to Mabel and Walter Harris at No 27 Grimace Street only to be alerted in the night by their neighbours complaining about all the noise coming from their place and that Miss Marble was responsible. She arrived to find Mabel and Walter stark naked on the roof of their house, aroused as she’d never seen before. She had to coax them down and then change their minds to think Walter was to Mabel an all-day sucker and left them in their living room knowing the potion would soon wear off. Eventually.

But tonight, was Miss Marble’s birthday and she made herself some potion. She’d discovered fresh potion worked a lot better than stored potion, she had once tried that with the most disappointing results. Gathering her ingredients, she set to work and before long what she needed was ready.

She seated herself in her favourite chair and began sipping on the potion.

The effect was almost simultaneous with her lips against the bottle. Her mind began to drift away as her body lit up in delight as every nerve in her body and in the important places came alight and literally began dancing.  Miss Marble had too reliable ‘girl friends’ as she called them, Miss Pink and Miss Purple. They were the only ‘guests’ on her birthday, and she was pleased modern technology had availed her of these invaluable friends.

Birthday parties take on a life of their own in so many ways, and for Miss Marble, hers was an all-night affair.

Invariably she would wake up, refreshed and reinvigorated, sated and ready to take on another year. Her ‘girlfriends’ would return home, and life would carry on as normal, well as normal as life was on Grimace Street. She knew that later in the morning her neighbour with the grey bangs would come over for morning tea, take one look at her and remark that Miss Marble looked as though she had another good birthday.

 

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7 Responses to Tale Weaver – #142 – 19/10/17 – Birthday

  1. Fandango says:

    Miss Pink and Miss Purple. Ha! Did they bring their own batteries to the party?

  2. willowdot21 says:

    Ho! I love this it is so good !!😱😱😀😀💜

  3. Sandi says:

    I love this story! And I can’t stop laughing over this paragraph:

    It got to a point where her neighbours, particularly the wives would lock up their husbands to keep them safe from the stimulated Miss Marble wandering the street looking for a man. A potential crisis was averted by Miss Marble pledging to not use it as she had but to put it away for personal use only.

    Lock up the husbands. quick.

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