Blind Date

[Maid of Marvels]

Bob glared at Sandy...

as they watched their friends on the dance floor. "Don't you EVEN go there, Robert!" Sandy hissed. "This whole thing is really your fault, you know. If your friend Tim had been able to find his own date I wouldn't have had to set my friend and boss up with him."

Bob sputtered indignantly. "At least my friend didn't show up looking like a hooker and proceed to throw himself at every man in sight."

"Uh huh. But Tim did ask Mr. Jehanox to dance. How wrong was THAT, Robert?" Sandy parried smugly. She might just be able to hang onto her own job even if poor Tim lost his before the night was over.

"He didn't ask Mr. Jehanox to dance, Sandra," Bob said defensively. "Even if it did sound that way." His wife arched her eyebrow and grinned causing Bob to wince. "He really didn't, San. Did he?"

Sandy nodded. "It sure looked that way to everyone else, Bob. You know... If you knew he was gay, why did you even bother asking me to fix Kate up with him?"

Bob finally lost his temper and shouted as the music ended, "Dammit! TIM IS NOT GAY!!" The entire room got quiet and then all he could hear was the murmuring of his co-workers as they began to discuss in detail whether or not Tim Murphy had indeed asked old man Jehanox to dance earlier. "Jesus, Sandy. Poor Tom is ruined... and I may as well be too."

"Tim, Bob. His name is Tim," Sandy said soothingly as Bob buried his face in his hands.

 

[Maid of Marvels]

"Dammit! TIM IS NOT GAY!!"

echoes throughout the room. Tim stands still, a horrified look on his face as everyone turns to look at him. My eyes widen in alarm. "Jesus, Tim! Are you all right? I've never seen anyone turn that shade and live."

Thinking quickly, I grab his hand and pull him off the dance floor and into the ladies powder room. Locking the door behind us, I grab a towel and wet it with some cool water. Poor Tim looks like he is beginning to hyperventilate. I have to do something.

Pushing him onto the settee that is in the room, I lay him back and wipe his face gently. "Tim?" He doesn't answer at all and his eyes are closed now. "Tim... I'm so... sor... Dammit! No I am NOT sorry. You brought this all on yourself. If you weren't suck a prick none of this would have even happened."

Tim's eyes popped open and he sat up quickly, making a sound that could be nothing but a growl. I tried to back away as he grabbed me around the neck.

"Now, now Tim. You can go to jail for a very long time for strangling someone," I tried to persuade him.

"Strangle you??" he shouted at me. My God the guy was apoplectic!

"Strangle you?? I am going to ki... " His voice trailed off as his face drew closer and closer. Should I run? Scream? Kick him in the balls? Jesus! This man is absolutely mad!

In a split second, his mouth was over mine and he was... KISSING me??? I struggled to break loose as Tim wrapped his arms around me. But ohhhhh... Much to my horror I began to kiss him back. And I liked it!

Tim's hands were all over me. On my ass, moving around and finding my breasts. He growled and reached under my top to free the pillow I had tucked into my slacks, tossing it across the room. His fingers found one of my nipples and began to pull and tug at it as I unbuttoned and pulled open his shirt.

My God, he was huuu... hard! I could feel his erection straining against the material of his trousers. My hand snaked downward to touch him.

 

[Tibxo]

His brain shuts down...

as his baser instincts take over. His last rational thought is that he has to show her that he isn't gay.

Pulling away, he grabs hold of her slacks and starts to pull them down, pushing back onto the settee as he struggles with them.

Looking back at her, he sees her face full of surprise and lust?

Groaning out his own lust, he continues to strip her of her lower garments...

 

[Maid of Marvels]

I shot his pants into the air... They fell to earth, I knew not where...

The combination of tension, frustration and a few too many drinks spurring us on, we couldn't undress fast enough. As Tim fell back against the settee, we both fumbled with his trousers and pulled them down, tossing them out of the way.

We paused for the briefest of moments to look at each other... naked and eager to join. Eyes locked, I straddle him. His erection is straining against me as I take it into my hand and guide him between my nether lips.

I sink down on him, impaling myself. Stretching and molding to fit him. We moan in unison as our bodies meet... God! I'm on fire!

Tim's hands find their way to my breasts, tweaking and pinching my nipples as I arch my back and begin to move on him. His hips bucking up to meet me as I plunge downward along the length of him. Swallowing him hungrily into my inner depths, we move together hard and fast.

Surrendering to passion... Ravenous in my quest for sexual release, I ride him wildly spurred on by his gutteral groans of unbridled desire. I cry out as I move up and down the length of him...

"Fuck me! Fuck me hard, Tom!!"

 

[Tibxo]

"My name is NOT Tom!!!!"

I grunt at her, grabbing hold of her waist and swinging us around so that she is now underneath me, noting with grim satisfaction that our sex organs never broke contact.

She can't even remember my name! I'll show her!

"My name's Tim Murphy!!!"

Lifting her legs over my shoulders, I start to plow into her with fast brutal strokes as I'm filled with the need to show her who's boss. Watching with satisfaction the grimace on her face every time I thrust in deep...

 

[Maid of Marvels]

Roll me over, lay me down and do it again...

God! It's been so long since I was with anyone... I'm ready to cum when Tim lowers my legs and pulls out of me. I cry out in frustration, but he quickly murmurs "On your knees Kate. Up on your knees... " even as he is turning me.

Hands on my hips, he pulls me back toward him. His cock is hard and slick with our juices, rubbing between my ass cheeks. "Mmmm... " I purr as I grind against him. Aching for him to bury his shaft deep inside of me.

Tim places himself between my puffy outer lips, sliding into the slick wetness of my cleft. I mewl, begging for him to fill me as I feel the swollen helmet of his erection at my entrance. Tim stops me from trying to push back onto him by holding me still.

"Do you want this, Kate?" Tim teases as he pushes forward a fraction. "Tell me what you want. Tell me."

"Goddd... " I moan aloud still struggling to impale myself on him. "I want you to bury your cock deep inside of me you arrogant bastard. I want you to fuck me. Hard and fast. NOW dammit!"

"Like THIS?" he asks as he rams himself in to the hilt taking my breath away.

"YESSSSSS!!!" I cry out as Tim pounds into me. Harder. Faster. I meet his every thrust, gyrating against him. Clenching my muscles tightly around his swollen rod, I feel faint traces of an intense orgasm building deep within myself.

 

[Tibxo]

Merry Christmas!

(OOC: Just want to wish you (Marvel and VeiledLady) a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year! Catch you in the New Year! ~Tib).

 

[Tibxo]

She's a nymphomaniac!

Christ! I never fucked a woman as hard as I'm fucking this one!

I slam into her deep and hard. So hard that she has to grip the settee to stop herself from falling forward.

"Do...you...like....this...?" I gasp out as I cruelly grasp her struggling hips, my fingers digging in deep. "Do...you...like...me...giving...you...the...fuck...you...deserve?"

She doesn't answer. Instead, she starts to squeal like a pig!!?? Her body convulsing and bucking against me as she snorts and squeals.

"So...you...do...like...it! I'm...not...gay...now...aren't...I?

I continue to drill into her. The sounds of wet skin slapping wet skin fill the room along with some strange sounding grunts. The sounds just makes me fuck her even harder, the sweat pouring freely from our bodies.

I want her to give in! To say 'I have had enough!'

But she doesn't.

On and on we pounded each other.

Then I feel it. The tingling in my balls.

I'm going to cum!

Out of control, I go into overdrive, succeeding to knocking Kate onto her face as I roughly fuck into her.

I can feel myself climbing that ladder.

Oh God!

Getting closer and closer!

Tim!!?? Kate!!?? What in Hell are you two doing!!??

Ramming up to the hilt and holding myself there, I start to cum even as I look up and blurily see Sandy and Jehanox's girlfriend standing there, their mouths wide open.

"Oh shit!" I groan...

 

[Maid of Marvels]

Tim!!?? Kate!!?? What in Hell are you two doing!!??

I hear the voices and Tim swearing. No this can't be good. Looking up at Sandy and Freddie's floozy, I grin sheepishly. "Soo... How bout those Rangers, Tom? Think they'll go all the way this season?"

"It's TIM!" the two startled women utter in unison with an indignant Tim.

I just shrug and look over my shoulder at Tim. "Don't think that contact is anywhere around here. Do you?"

Seeing that neither ploy is going to work, I get up from the floor and turn on him. "How dare you take advantage of me like that?? Who do you think you are? You think you're God's gift to women that you can just rip someone's clothes off and take her as you will?? I ought to call the police!"

"POLICE?? You need your head examined girlfriend. I think you are more than a few cards short of a full deck. YOU seduced ME!!"

"OH! I don't even believe what I'm seeing or hearing," Sandy sputters.

"Then close your eyes, ladies. Or take yourselves out of here," Tim manages to growl.

Sandy grabs her companion and leads her from the room, leaving Tim and myself to scramble for clothes. Well... HE is scrambling, I'm taking my sweet ass time.

Pulling on my clothes, I stuff the pillow back into my pants. "ME?? Seduce YOU?? Then you ARE gay!! Maybe I can convince your boss to give you time off for that operation I know you're dying to have. At least he likes women!"

Tim didn't wait as I finished dressing. "I'm out of here. Just you stay away from me. You hear?"

"Oh, Tim... " I whispered to myself, knowing he wouldn't hear. "Your shirt tail is hanging out your fly!" Chuckling, I brushed my hair and adjusted my makeup. I could hear the music playing in the other room. Time to party!!

 

[Tibxo]

Arrghh!!!!

I come storming out of the washroom.

I don't believe it! I give her the fucking that would have won me the Gold Medal if it was an Olympic sport and she still says I'm gay!!!

Blind with rage, I almost bump into Mr Jehanox.

"Woa there, Tom! You seem to be in a rush!"

Tim!!!!

"Sorry, sir!" I tell him.

"And why are you coming out of the Ladies washroom? There's nothing you have to tell me is there, Tom?"

"Tell you what, Mr Jehanox?" Not having the foggiest idea of what he's talking about.

Leaning forward, he gives me a conspirying look.

"You know. That you are not what nature intended."

"Eh?"

"That maybe you are not cut out to be a man?"

"What!!!?"

He's looking around. Why?

Then I notice we are alone in the hallway.

He moves up closer.

"Don't worry about it, son. I understand. In fact I more than understand."

My eyes almost pop out as I feel a hand clutch my backside. Just in time to hear a door opening and a recognisable voice saying "I thought so."...

 

[Maid of Marvels]

"I thought so... "

I grin as I pass Tim with Freddie's hand firmly planted on his buttox. "Hiya, girls! How's it hangin?"

Leaning into Jehanox's ear, I whisper "How bout that BIG raise for the poor lug? He's been saving forever for that operation, but with the baby coming and all... Well, you understand."

Giving Tim a thumb's up sign I point down at his fly, wink and blow him a kiss. The band is playing a conga. Gotta love that Latin rhythm, I think as I dance my way back out into the main room.

 

[Tibxo]

What is she pointing at?

Looking back, Mr Jehanox is still leering at me.

"Something tells me that you and your wife are not the happiest of couples. Care to talk about it?"

Gotta get away!

Frantically, I try to think up an excuse.

"I-I would love to, Sir. But I better keep an eye on her. She keeps forgetting that she's pregnant and can drink like a fish."

"Really? I would never have thought." Jehanox replies, a look of disapproval in his eyes.

"She's terrible, Sir. Drinks all the time. I have to do overtime to pay for her booze bills. Anyway, I'd better go!" I slowly start to back away, carefully removing his hand from my bum.

"You do that!"

"Yes, Sir! Just one thing, Sir. Please don't tell her that I told you. She suffers from these very violent rages."

"My God, boy! You put up with that? No wonder you hate women. You had better keep an eye on her. We can talk later." He gives me a wink.

Oh God!

With a sick feeling in my stomach, I quickly make my way back to the main room...

 

[Messalina]

Sandy

I can't believe what I saw in the powder room and Jehanox's girltoy, Trixie, seemed almost reluctant to leave the scene. Shaking my head, I maneuver my way toward my husband, Bob.

Honey, you'll never believe what just happened. I'm beginning to think that Kate and Tim deserve each other.

Bob looked up at me, a worried expression on his face. Maybe I don't want to know, San. Oh my God!

I turned around to see what Bob was "ohmygodding" about. I saw Kate dancing away. Nothing strange about that, I thought til I spotted... Oh my God!

I was beyond myself. Just when I thought nothing could shock me anymore this evening. There they were. Tim and Jehanox, who had his arm over Tim's shoulder. But that wasn't the worst. Poor Tim's shirt was hanging out through his fly.

Knowing immediately what I must have been thinking, Bob hissed at me. His is NOT gay, San. He is NOT GAY!!

Cool your jets, Bob. I didn't say a thing. But he is YOUR friend. YOU tell him that his stuff is hanging out.

Bob just growled as I dissolved in gales of laughter.

 

[Tibxo]

He won't leave me alone!!!

As I about to re-enter the main room, Mr Jehanox catches up with me.

"Tom, my boy. I have been thinking. How about it if you come round for dinner sometime next week?"

It's Ti...WHAT!!??

I can't believe what I had just heard.

Is he implying what I think he's implying?

"Erm! Well, sir. I-it's like this..."

Think, man! Think!

"I-it depends on my wife." I manage say.

"Your wife?"

"Erm. Yes, my w-wife. You see, she will have to check her schedule. She's always got something on. I'm not sure when she's free next."

Phew! Got out of that. Later, I can tell him that she's busy and we can't make it.

"Well, Tom. If your wife's busy, I will understand. God Lord, I hardly ever see my wife these days. At the moment, she's away for six months visiting her sick mother in Australia. Terrible business really, a Ram mistook her for a sheep while she was taking a shower. The poor old girl never really got over it."

My mind boggles at the thought.

"Anyway, don't fret if your wife can't make it." he continues, putting an arm on my shoulder, "Come anyway. It will be fun, just the two of us! Just phone my PA on Monday and we can make the arrangements."

My face goes a deathly white as we enter the main room.

What am I going to do?

I am still thinking that as I blindly make my way to my seat.

"Tim!"

Who's whispering my name?

"Tim!"

I look down and see Bob trying to get my attention. Next to him, Sandy is chuckling away.

"What!? And why are you whispering?" I ask him. Not particularly in a mood for his fun and games as you could quite imagine.

"F-l-i-e-s." Bob mouths.

"What?" What is he playing at?

"F-l-i-e-s." Bob mouths again.

"Flies? What flies? There are no flies in here!" I tell him, losing patience.

"He's trying to tell you that your flies are undone, Tim." says Sandy, matter-a-factly.

What!!!??

Looking down, I not only see my flies are open, but half of my shirt is hanging out of it.

Oh my God!!!

My face becoming redder by the minute, I quickly sit down, hiding my condition while desperately trying to remedy the situation.

Oh God! What if other people saw me like that with Mr Jehanox?

After finally getting all my shirt back in, I zip myself up.

It is then I find out what true pain is really like.

AAAARRRRGGGGGHHHHHH!!!!!

 

[Maid of Marvels]

AAAARRRRGGGGGHHHHHH!!!!!

I would recognize that voice anywhere. I stop dancing... (well so does everyone it seems) and look around for Tim then rush over to see what the commotion is. Pushing my way through the circle of people surrounding him, I stop dead in my tracks.

I'm not sure whether I should be horrified, sympathetic or just break out into gales of laughter. The poor guy has his stuff zipped up in his pants. I say stuff cause I'm not sure what all he has caught in the teeth of that zipper... but there is a lot of skin sticking out.

Kneeling next to him (as a good wife would), I place my hand on his forehead. His skin is cold and clammy. "Has anyone called the EMT's?" I ask, looking around as poor Tim groans even more loudly.

"Oooh! Pick me! I will!" Sandy volunteers a little too eagerly. I nod as she pulls her cel phone from her purse and dials. Even though she moves out of the way a little, I can hear her side of the conversation.

"Hello? 911? I'm at a company dinner and this guy... Tom... no, wait! TIM (poor Tim) got his package jammed in his zipper. How? Well, he was walking around talking to his boss who looked kind of eager to get into his pants... Yes. Tim's pants. And his fly was down with his shirt tail hanging through... It's Tim not Tom. Yes, his shirt tail was sticking out through his fly. Then my husband pointed out that he should zip himself back up. Oh. My husband isn't the lecherous gay boss, his name is Bob. No. The boss is Freddie Jehanox. My husband is Bob. Okay. Well, anyhow... Tim zipped his pants, and in doing so he caught himself in it. No, I don't know if he had an erection at the time, but I'm sure he doesn't now. No.. I don't know exactly what is caught in the zipper either. All I can see is a lot of skin and blood. No. I didn't get close enough to see better. Listen. The poor guy is still screaming and I don't want to miss anymore of the show. You guys coming or not?"

A few minutes later Sandy is finished with the call and giving the thumb's up sign. "They're on their way, Tim. Don't you worry about a thing." That's just about the time Tim decided to faint. (But not before mumbling something incoherently about this all being my fault. Poor guy's delirious.) Well, good thing I have a pillow handy I think as I lay him against my 'belly'.

 

[Tibxo]

Herherher!

Oh God! Where am I? And what is that awful noise?

Hoping my eyes, I find myself staring at the ceiling.

"He's coming round, Doctor!" a female voice says.

Moving my head round, I find myself looking at a nurse looking down at me.

"You'll be alright. You have had a nasty, erm, accident. But don't worry, the Doctor has fixed it for you."

Is she grinning?

"Doctor! He's awake!" she says again.

Why is she grinning?

"Just a moment, Nurse. I am just speaking to the man's wife!"

Wife!!?? I don't have a.... Oh no! Don't tell me...

"Herherher!" went that noise again. But now I recognise it.

Looking towards the back of the emergency room I see the doctor walking to my 'wife'. Both of them are leaning against the door laughing and giggling.

No! Not her!

I just lay there, staring.

The doctor looking over and seeing me looking at them, come across with my 'wife' in tow.

"Good evening, Mr Murphy. Nice to see that you awake." he says, with a professional smile, while checking a chart.

"W-where am I?" I ask him.

"Mercy General. You came in with Kate - I mean your wife."

"Yes, Dear." she says, coming over and kissing me on the cheek. "I was so worried when I saw all the blood and stuff."

"Blood and stuff!!??" My face goes pale.

"Kate - I mean Mrs Murphy, let's not alarm your husband. Mr Murphy, the damage was very superficial."

"Yes, Honey." she continues, "and I always think it is better for a man to be circumcised."

"Circumcised!!!???" I gibber.

"Yes, Darling. Funny, the zip just ripped it all off. The doctor says he couldn't have done a better job himself."

It is then I start to scream.

"Don't react like that, Honey." she says, leaning over me. "It is not that bad. Think how hygenic it will be now that you don't have a foreskin."

I scream even louder...

 

[Maid of Marvels]

Put the lime in the coconut, drink 'em both together...

Put the lime in the coconut, then you feel better...

I looked up at the Dave. Erm... the doctor and shrugged helplessly. "He's a little high-strung. Are you SURE this isn't going to make his voice go all high like Tiny Tim?" Tim began to scream again.

"My God, Kate. How do you stand this? Please tell me Mr. Murphy isn't this way all of the time?" Shaking his head at Tim's latest outburst, Doctor Dave gestures to the nurse who nods and hurries from the room. She returns quickly with what may possibly be the largest hypodermic I have ever seen.

The sight of it causes me to sit quickly. Dear God, Tim might be a self-centered and rude chauvinistic boor, but I never wished something like this on him. The nurse has raised the needle and is approaching the bed wielding it menacingly. I close my eyes and begin to pray, not wanting to see what is coming next. Poor Tim is screaming yet again.

I feel a hand on my shoulder and a gentle voice telling me that it's okay to look. Squinting through my lashes, I see the nurse removing the hypodermic from the IV. I grin at my foolishness, having thought she was going to inject poor Tim somewhere on his body.

TIM! He's way too quiet. I look at him hurriedly. He is laying in a half doze. "A tranquilizer to help call him, Kate" Dave murmurs soothingly. "While he's out, would you like to go get a drink or something. There's a nice little bar right across the street. Oh, and you can tell me all about why you have a pillow stuffed under your clothing while we get to know each other." He grinned.

Having enough sense to blush, I look down at my "belly". The pillow has shifted dramatically and is completely on my right side. "Pillow?" I say innocently batting my eyelashes. "It's a growth. Yeah, that's it. A growth."

 

[Tibxo]

As I slowly sink into oblivion

I can hear my 'wife' get chatted up by the doctor.

"While he's out, would you like to go get a drink or something. There's a nice little bar right across the street. Oh, and you can tell me all about why you have a pillow stuffed under your clothing while we get to know each other." The doctor says.

"Pillow?" she says, "It's a growth. Yeah, that's it. A growth."

"Well then, Mrs Murphy, as a physician, I must insist that we have that growth looked at. I have a private room down the corridor where we can go without being disturbed."

"But, doctor. I should stay with my husband."

"He'll be alright by the morning and I feel that the growth requires my undivided attention immediately."

"Well, if you insist."

"I better warn you, Mrs Murphy. This may take all night."

And I listen to them leaving the room as I finally drift off to sleep...

 

[Maid of Marvels]

Some enchanted evening??

As I stepped out into the hall with Bob, I found myself telling him everything. How I had done a favor for my friend Sandy by going out with Tim only to find out that I had to pretend that I was his wife. Then I told him how he ditched me at the bar and... Well, anyhow I told him everything. Dave now knew why I had a pillow stuffed under my clothes.

"I wish I had known all this when you first came in," he said rather cryptically and shrugged. I didn't know what he meant, but it was all over now and I could go home to 'the boys' and relax at last.

Breathing a sigh of relief, I pulled the pillow out and put it on the linen cart that was sitting outside the door. I guessed I didn't need that anymore. "Guess you won't have to check me for any growths now," I said with a sheepish grin. "I really should go in and say goodnight to Tim."

Dave nodded and followed me back into the room. I walked over to the edge of the bed and looked down at the floor. Dave stood on the other side of the bed looking at me and then Tim and back again.

"Tim?" I whispered, unsure if he was awake or not. I just couldn't bring myself to look at him. "I wanted to say... Well... It was quite a date. Sorry about your little umm... accident."

Tim moved and I looked up. His mouth was open as if he were going to say something, but the sound turned into another scream instead. Doctor Dave had climbed onto the bed and was whispering in Tim's ear. "So, big boy... I heard you liked manly men."

I shook my head and sank into the chair by the bed. Would this night EVER end?

 

[Maid of Marvels]

Boom, boom, ain't it great to be crazy?

"Well, your husband is settled and comfortable now, Mrs. Murphy. You might as well go home and get some rest," the psychiatrist said quietly. They had sedated Tim and moved him to the Vroom Wing of the hospital after his latest outburst. "We're just going to keep him for a day, possibly two. He seems on the verge of having a nervous breakdown. We have to be sure. You understand."

I nodded my head and shook the doctor's hand. "Yes, I understand. Thank you for helping him. I just don't understand what's going through his mind all of a sudden."

"Ready, Kate?" It was Dave. "My shift is over. How about that drink and I'll drop you home?"

As we walked down the hall, I pulled him to the side. "Jesus, Dave! How could you do that to poor Tim?"

"I'm sorry, Kate. Bad call. I just wanted to teach him a lesson for treating you so badly tonight. I didn't know he'd snap out like that."

"Didn't KNOW??? You saw how freaked he was earlier." I shook my head in disgust. I wasn't sure why I was so upset, but I was. I didn't want to think about it anymore either.

I put my hand out to shake his. "Listen, Dave. I think I'll just catch a cab and go to bed. I'm really exhausted. But call me sometime, huh?"

Dave nodded quietly and watched me walk away. Just before I stepped on the elevator, I looked back. He was leaning against the wall, laughing hysterically. Poor Tim, I thought as the doors closed behind me.

 

[Tibxo]

End of Scene I

We leave Scene I poor Tom - I mean Tim being left in the tender care of his local hospital, recuperating after his First Date. Resulting in everyone thinking that he is married to a heavily pregnant wife (even though he is single), getting a (sexual?) proposition from the owner of the company he works for and having to undergo an accidental circumcision. After which, the doctor at the hospital thought it would be an idea to pretend to 'rape' him, resulting in an almost mental breakdown.

No, Tim had had better dates, blind or otherwise.


Scene II

It's one week later and Tim has finally been released and his friend, Bob, is there to pick him up...

 

[Tibxo]

One week later...

"Mr Murphy? May I have a word?"

It's that doctor who pretended to molest me!

"I have nothing to say, doctor!" I say to him, not even looking back.

"But it was just a joke. I didn't mean any harm. Surely you can understand that?"

I take no notice.

"Please, Mr Murphy! It's not worth me getting struck off! Please drop the charge! I didn't attempt to rape you! I am a good doctor!" he is now pleading, begging.

Two burly security guards turn up.

"Is there a problem, Mr Murphy?" one of them asks.

"A matter a fact, yes. Your doctor is pestering me again."

"Leave him to me, sir!" says the larger of the two, slowly slamming his 'happy stick' (as he calls it) into his fist.

"Oh! Say 'hi!' to your girlfriend won't you!" I shout back at 'Doctor Dave' as the two guards grab him.

"B-but we only went out a couple of times!"

"Enough for her to fail to be a witness in your defense. Goodbye, doctor!"

I hear him sobbing as I confidentally stroll out of the hospital...

 

[Maid of Marvels]

The party's over...

Business was slow in the aftermath of the holidays, but steady enough all the same. I sat back at my desk, both hands wrapped around a mug of steaming coffee. Daydreaming. I've been doing that a lot lately.

I glanced up at my friend. Things had been pretty strained between us since "THE DATE". She wanted to talk about Tim. I didn't. She said I had fallen for him. ("No one would go to the lengths you did just because a blind date, someone you didn't even know, left you at a bar where you were having a great time in the first place.") Sandy might have a point there, but even so... I did not fall for Tim Murphy!

"Tim's home from the hospital," Sandy said quietly. "He looks good... "

I held my hand up to stop her before she said more. "My life is back to normal, San. Work. Shopping at Food Emporium. Midir, Pablo and Godfrey waiting for me when I get home. Some might think it a boring life. But it is safe and it is mine."

"Fine, Kate. I can see the headlines now. Eighty year old woman found dead. She was a recluse. Never married after all prospects of such were dashed after a blind date in 2001. Last count said there were in excess of 129 cats living in her home."

"Oh, shut UP! Besides. You left out the part about all the shopping carts full of goodies that she had stashed in the garage. Go home, Sandy. You take care of your husband and I will take care of myself."

 

[Tibxo]

Confidence which rapidly disappears...

I freeze as I stop outside.

"Tim? Are you alright?" It's Bob, who has come to pick me up.

Feeling a terrible sense of dread, I glance around, peering at every corner, looking, searching.

My therapist told me that I may feel like this!

"Tim? What's the matter, buddy? You lost something?"

"Is she here? You haven't brought her with you?" I ask suspiciously.

Bob looks at me clearly puzzled.

Then the penny drops.

"You mean Kate?"

Arrrghh! Just hearing her name brings me out in a cold sweat!

I nod.

"Don't worry, pal! She's at work."

"You sure?"

"Of course I'm sure."

"Are you really sure?"

"For Christ's sake, Tim! You make her sound like Attilla the Hun the way you go on about her. She's at work right now. Do you want me to phone Sandy and check?"

I think he means it as a joke but I'm taking any no chances. One look at my face and Bob pulls out his mobile and punches in a number.

"I don't believe I am doing this........Hiya, Hon!.......Yeah, it's me.......No! Everything's alright.......Yeah, Tim's okay. He's standing right next to me......Just one thing, Hon. Is Kate there? She is?"

"Can Sandy see her?" I interrupt.

"Tim asks if you can see her.......Why do I ask? I'll tell you later....She's standing right next to you? Great!" Bob gives me the thumbs up sign. "No, I don't think Tim wants to talk to her right now.......Yes, Hon........Sure, Hon........Yes, I love you too......You want me to say it now? Here?......Em...Yes, Randy Rabbit misses his Sexy Squirrel......Look, I got to go.......Bye, Hon."

"You happy?" he asks, clearing his throat.

I nod but I still keep my eyes open as we make our way to the car, just in case...

 

[Maid of Marvels]

One is the loneliest number...

I let myself into my apartment, a single bag of groceries in my arms. "I'm home guys!" I call out, listening for their replies. Too quiet.

Oh... I realize that there is no welcoming yip coming from Chumley. Bob must have picked him up earlier today. Sandy said that Tim was home from the hospital.

Unpacking the bag, my fingers trail over the can of dog food that I had picked up. I place it in the cabinet with a sigh. Perhaps Tim won't mind me stopping by to see Chum every now and again.

"We're gonna miss him aren't we, Midir?" I say quietly to my sweetest love. The 'boys' hadn't taken kindly to the little schnauzer's presence at first, but they soon made friends and great sleeping buddies. Midir merely blinked in response.

A cantankerous "mrowww" came from Eldrich as he arrived in response to the sound of the can opener. "Yeah. Yeah. Dinner's coming. You're like Pavlov's cat, you cranky old man." I chuckled to him setting down the dishes and calling for Godfrey to join us.

I poured a glass of wine, grilling a chicken breast for my own dinner. Wonder what Tim is doing? Should I phone? As I was trying to decide, my phone rang. Maybe it's him!

"Hello?"

"Hey, Doll! It's me. Came across your number and was wondering if you'd like to get together for drinks or something?"

"Umm... me who?" The voice was vaguely familiar, but I had no idea who was on the other end.

"How quickly they forget," he said, sounding more than a little offended. "It's ME! Chester. The Disco King!"

"Oh. Yeah... " my voice trailed off in disappointment. I hoped he hadn't noticed as I tried to perk up. Chet had been a lot of fun, after all. This might be just what the doctor ordered. Oh Jesus! The DOCTOR! What a jerk he turned out to be, huh?

"Well, hiya Chet. Whatcha been up to? Long time... "

We talked a while and made arrangements to meet the following night for dinner and drinks. I was almost looking forward to it.