Love Dance – With Ducks

The Royal Janitor

Victoria came in sideways to get Starfish, she twisting this way, then that, to avoid the gyrating flesh that clung to Agent 008 like kelp in a tidepool. Taking hold of her arm, she was shocked when Starfish turned in anger, and was about to slap her hand away.

“Don’t you dare! You got to come with me – now! Professor Bond is about to give his lecture.”

Starfish let out a whimper, and was pouting. Many hands tried to pull her back into the drum circle where she was a star. An old hag came up to them.

“Can we have her?”

Starfish gave Victoria a look of, hope. Perhaps things will continue to go her way.

“I’m sorry. She’s not mine to give!”

Again there came a whimper from Their Star, who made clopping sounds with her sandals all the way to the car. When she grabbed her drum, and clicked the trunk open, Victoria stamped her feet.

“No! You have to concentrate. Now get in!”

On the way to the University of Oregon, Starfish ran into her pad looking for more info on Professor John von Bond.

“Here’s a stalking report on him. Some chic is trashing his blog. She says it’s real creepy. Let’s have a looksee!”

“Does he say he’s related to me?’

“No, but he claims he is a Comet King, heir to the teaching of Meher Baba!”

“Who’s that? Never mind. We’re here”

Victoria parked haphazardly and put her DIPLOMAT shield in the window. Starfish never went to college. This was her first time on a campus. She took in all the beautiful students. The young women took notice of her, and turned their heads after she passed them. Their was an amazing aura about her. Waves of goosebumps went up and down her half naked body. There was fine mist of perspiration that caught the last light, and were like tiny rainbows. She was electrically charged due to her amazing dancing. However, she was not happy when the beautiful young men did not even look at her. Their heads were down, their eyes locked on their phone screens. At six-two, Starfish wondered if they were intimidated.

Finally, she grabbed one, on his way up river to spawn.

“Excuse me. I couldn’t help but notice your features. Victoria raised her eyebrows when she gently took hold of his chin.

“Very symmetric. I can see your father’s profile. And, you have your mothers high cheekbones. Did you know you are half your mother,and half your father, but, it is through your father…..you find God. Did you know that?…….I’m going to kiss you now!”

Victoria made a move to prevent this kiss, but, was repelled by a powerful energy field that she put around – them. Tilting his head back, Victoria delivered a soft and sensuous kiss, that froze them in time. His cellphone fell to the walkway, but, did not break. There was a beautiful sigh, that sounded like the opening of Morning Glories.

“You can go, now!” And Starfish watched him swim away. Turning, she stopped in her tracks when she saw Victoria was blushing. Their eyes were locked. She got it. Victoria dreamed of being kissed like that. Star approached, took her hand, and they walked the next hundred yards like this, they a rarity, as holding hands on campus went out of style twenty years ago.

“I was conceived a hundred yards from here. I feel it in my bones! I was made – with much love!”

 

About Royal Rosamond Press

I am an artist, a writer, and a theologian.
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1 Response to Love Dance – With Ducks

  1. Reblogged this on Rosamond Press and commented:

    Do the Love Chicken Dance – AND LIVE!

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