---------------------------------------------------------------
PROBLEMS? Please try viewing this with Netscape Navigator.
---------------------------------------------------------------
_/_/_/_/_/_/_/_/_/_/_/_/_/_/_/
Andrew Roller Presents
NAUGHTY NAKED DREAMGIRLS
in
BIKINI BRIGADE
_/_/_/_/_/_/_/_/_/_/_/_/_/_/_/
Chapter Twenty
ÒHeÕs just some big, ugly goopy guy who needs a bath!Ó Matilda said
angrily at the large figure looming before them. It held a half-eaten
fudgesicle in its hand. It had big goofy eyes and a lolling tongue.
ÒYouÕre not very nice,Ó the figure retorted.
ÒAway, bum! Go visit a public restroom and wash all that goop off
you!Ó Matilda said. ÒWeÕve no time for you!Ó
ÒYou should be nice to people,Ó the figure said.
ÒNow Moe--Ó Polly said. She smacked her lips, as old people do, and
prepared to launch into a speech.
ÒHeÕs awfully large,Ó Glenda said to Matilda. She gazed at the
molasses-laden creature.
ÒBums come in all shapes and sizes,Ó Matilda snapped. She pushed
Polly aside and advanced to the front of their raft. ÒAway, you idle
creature!Ó Matilda cried. ÒWhat are you, some out of work sumo wrestler?
CouldnÕt keep a job wrestling, so you decided to live like Ted Kaczynski
instead? Hanging out in this swamp? Go and have yourself a bath, man!
No one will employ you, looking like that!Ó
ÒWell if you donÕt like me, then IÕll let you enjoy my molasses!Ó
Molasses Moe cried. He sank lower into the swamp. He seemed to
disappear. Matilda glanced at Glenda and Polly, a satisfied grin on her
face.
ÒWeÕve no time to bargain with dirty old strangers,Ó Matilda said.
She pointed to Percy and Paul and Al, who were holding the pole that
guided the raft. ÒForward, you three. DonÕt stand there idly, or IÕll pitch
you over the side and you can enjoy the rest of the night in the swamp
with that bum!Ó
A sooty tern flew overhead. There was a soft, subtle sound in the
swamp, as of liquid moving.
A moment later Molasses Moe rose up underneath the raft.
ÒWhat-- ho! WeÕre being flipped over!Ó Matilda cried.
ÒYeek!Ó Percy and Paul yelled.
ÒOh, my!Ó Polly shouted.
With a blubbering roar, Molasses Moe rose up from the depths of the
moor and pitched their raft over. Everyone on the raft was plunged into
the swampÕs sticky, dark fluid.
I gazed out at the peanuts painting the throne room. There were four
of them, in all. Another peanut had been drafted into the project, making
it all the harder for Pauline and myself to escape the Peppermint Portal,
where we still were hiding.
I looked down at my gun. It only squirted cream, still. I didnÕt dare
use it unless it was really necessary, for it would be like trying to win a
war with a squirt gun.
ÒI hope my DaddieÕs still alive,Ó Pauline whispered to me. She was
sniffling, quietly as she could, with her hand over her mouth so the
peanuts wouldnÕt hear her.
ÒIÕm sure he is,Ó I lied. I had no idea whether her father was alive or
dead, but the last thing I needed was a bawling 6-year-old on my hands. I
looked at my gun again. ÒIf only this thing would work,Ó I sighed.
ÒWell if you wonÕt give us the barge, IÕll just shoot you off it!Ó
Tommy yelled to the peanuts by the Sea of Cream. He fired at the ice
cream bar. He hit a peanut and it went flying backwards into the waves.
The other peanuts let out screams and dove voluntarily into the sea.
ÒForward, driver!Ó Tommy shouted. The driver cracked his whip across the
horsesÕ backs. The carriage rolled forward. It crossed from the road out
onto the ice cream bar. ÒMake way for royalty!Ó Tommy cried. He fired his
gun again, at no one in particular, and watched as the shot from his
marshmellow gun arced out over the surf.
30
----------------------- Dreamgirls! -----------------------
-Back issues (and stories): type
http://www.dejanews.com/
into your browserÕs ÒLocationÓ window. Press your ÒreturnÓ key.
Click on ÒPower SearchÓ in the middle of the screen. Next,
Type in: roller666@earthlink.net in the box that appears.
Click on ÒfindÓ (the button to the right of the box).
-Other providers:
Usenet Newsgroup: alt.sex.stories.moderated
or by e-mail: file.request@backdrop.com
or via the Web: http://www.netusa.net/~eli/erotica/assm/
-When visiting Barnes and Noble, ask for: Jock SturgesÕ Radiant
Identities and David HamiltonÕs The Age of Innocence. Support art!
-Also by David Hamilton: A Place in the Sun, and Twenty Five Years
of an Artist Need a book? http://www.amazon.com
- JOIN the worldÕs greatest organization! Send $35.00 to The North
American Man/Boy Love Association for a one-year membership.
NAMBLA, P.O. Box 174, Midtown Station, New York, NY 10018.
-Naughty Naked Dreamgirls (Library of Congress ISSN: 1070-1427) is
copyright 1998 and a trademark of Andrew Roller.
-END OF story EMISSION