Date: Sun, 21 Feb 1999 19:31:44 -0600 From: Merideth Johnston Subject: [WRITERS] INT: the Sweetheart Ball Judy rumbled with a purr, her version of laughter. *Brandon, you are a character. Any opportunity to show off that dragon on your butt, eh?* "Hey, that's a piece of great art! When I die, I want 'em to bury me face down and naked, so the mourners can get a last chance to see it before the worms eat it and it's gone forever. They don't call me Brandon the Bad for nothing, you know." *You wouldn't happen to have a black bow tie in a small size, would you?* He knuckled her head. "You want to come to the Ball?" *I thought you'd never ask - I've GOT to see this.* she replied, as she leapt onto the seat of his bike. He pulled out the helmet he had made for her, and adjusted it onto her head. It looked like a little geodesic dome, with padding on the inside, and holes for her ears. He'd thought about shaping a steal bowl for it, but it would have weighed too much, and the roll-bar-look appealed to Judy. He tested the Velcro(tm) straps on the Harley's seat to make sure they were tight, and took his place behind Judy. She secured herself by sinking her claws into the Velcro(tm), and they were off. People did double-takes all the time when he hit the road with Judy. It wasn't every day a black and golden-orange cat rode a bike with a largish man, wearing personalized head gear. ******************** Monica's Erotica Contest ************************ Merideth Johnston, Contest Judge ********** Last ******* Chance ****** to ******* VOTE! ************* Take a look at Monica's Erotica Contest and write to "Merideth Johnston" If you need a copy of the entries, write to me and I'll send 'em to ya. Critiques are desired! Please send them to me privately, and I'll forward them to the authors. You can also post them to the list if you prefer. Authors are not to respond until after the voting is over, to maintain anonymity. Send votes to merideth@sky.net and AngusAgnes@AOL.COM merideth@sky.net ;)-{8-->= li'l wimyn @-{--E=