STEAMY Novel By Casey: CHOICES I dont know whether I was granted the Garden Of Eden or just bored of the Gates Of Hell. It seemed I had been with just about every rib God ever made, yet happiness eluded me. Throughout history the creation of the rib from Adam was a curse of greed through history. The serpent controlled the rib easily with manipulation, material things, financial wealth, lust, and power. Never through history could the rib deny it. A simple no just wasnt in the cards for the rib temptress that felt it always deserved more. Through lifes journeys I made love to everything the rib promoted from cheerleaders, Catholic school girls, devils, nuns, dominatrix, and all the way down to the insecure 0% biker chick. I had become bored of all their false representations. The prophet could not live up to the simple standards of their best. The Devil had given berth to the daughter of betrayal. The Nun had broken its vows through dirty deeds. Minos began to smell like big girls. The lost rebellion of the open road had now become the dictator of rules. It had seemed once again the same clan of ribs continued spiraling down the same cliff of history. Man was once again dragged down with them through the skills the ribs had learned through the ancient one called, Satan. The 7 Deadly Sins were still in full season. The ribs had now found a new outlet to hide all their deceptive dirty deeds. Social media was now in vogue. My prayers had fallen on deaf ears to the one they called God. Miracles were now merely fables. Was there not one rib of faith and loyalty. I was swimming in the ribs sewer system. I couldnt speak out for when I did, I only heard the ribs cries of bitterness. I was searching for a needle in a haystack. The world had only known perfection once; that of a man. I had my doubts of the man they called Christ. I even doubted the one who called himself perfect in the skies of Heaven. I was guilty as the next for settling with a broken rib. I think the rib clan was made from cruelty, or maybe pure bullshit. I had tried to find Fantasy Island hoping shallow ribs didnt exist there. I was stuck in a world of Apocalyptic zombies. Apparently their folks didnt pass down what is best in humanity. These zombies had a thirst so strong for mean green that even greed ran from them. I had become the modern day Job waiting for something hire than God to answer me. After surviving the infestation of zombies and corporate robots my plea was finally answered. Nature forgave me of my sins and suddenly granted me a woman made of purity. I no longer had to suffer a slow death from the rotten stench of the rib who could be bought and sold. Love was finally in the air. Nature had once and for all made the perfect woman who would walk the earth; her name was Angelina. Hope, love, purity, and peace restored a dying heart. My cup had finally run over. Gentlemen may one day you be freed from bondage to find your Angelina. The days of Satans Armies are coming to a close. Bury the evil rib of the Garden Of Eden and go get Natures Purity. These Puritans are now capable of walking away from temptation. May you never let her go :)
Posted on: Wed, 24 Dec 2014 05:23:58 +0000
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