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Five Past Hell
by Peter_Pan (uds3@hotmail.com)

***

Little Red Riding Hood was never likely to be the last 
girl at the risk of wolfish ways. Let this brief poetic
warning serve to deter the unwary. (Mf, ped, v)

***

Still three blocks to go.
Shadows imbued with life, courtesy of each, as yet 
unbroken street light
tease her every rearward glance,
smell her fear, 
sense her youthful vulnerability.

Was that a follower - one who might do her harm 
perhaps?
or just an overly wrought and fanciful imagination?
The rain sleeting down covers her tracks
covers his tracks perhaps?
Another sound 'midst the torrent,
this time the wind howling its dire warning.
But two blocks to safety now

"Be sure to get home by eight" her mother's words 
echo forever
in a world suddenly ruled by violent precipitation, 
approaching thunder - the inclement forces of nature 
freely conspiring together.
Again she turns, her own shadow leering up at her
Yet no-one's there, no monstrous shape creeps nearer

A sudden flash of intense brilliance, lights her way 
but momentarily,
the thunderclap reverberates beneath the sidewalk,
she feels the insecurity of her mere fourteen years 
tenure on so unprotective a terrain.
But one block to navigate!

She chides herself for harboring these gestating 
fears,
No ogre abroad on such a night, 
no cars patrol the sodden road
and there not fifty yards ahead, her own front gate 
exudes its cosy familiarity, negating her frantic 
heartbeat,
calming her funk

Running headlong, she cries out in happiness
seeing through the pouring rain now, her father undo 
the latch, 
a figure of safety - the ultimate protective sentinel.
"Thanks dad," she utters, before the cruellest of 
deceptions 
makes known its hideous reality.
Even as the coarse hand seals off her scream
the devil's accomplice pulls into the kerb, a door 
opens....

Not half an hour passes - two parents stand at a gate
......scanning an empty street


(c) Peter_Pan 2006

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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting
out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to
many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a 
fellow convict in their local prison.
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