Date: Sun, 16 Feb 1997 23:02:00 -0500 From: Rqymond McDowell Subject: INT: HHR: Omar's Vision: Snow Takes Her Leave Omar wrestled Stinky to the ground and stuck his finger down the grotesgue one's throat. "Infidel!" he cried. "You would besmirch the honour of my one true love. You lay your hands on her bodice. For that you must suffer in like kind." Omar then proceeded to rip at Stinky's clothing. Snow stood back, aghast. Her mind cleared. "Yucchh," she gagged. "What came over me? Beast may have dumped me for Beauty, but I have never been this desperate. You boys have your fun. I'm heading back home to the seven short guys. At least they all bathe occasionally. Yeesh!" With that, Snow left the Valentine's Day gala. She was upset that she had wasted the entire party putting up with the rancid Stinky and the addicted Arab, but there was always next year. She was still young and still had her figure and her attitude. There were still plenty of hairy princes out there who knew how to treat a lady. One thing for sure, though. Next year she'd prepare early and make damned sure none of those cupids with a misplaced sense of romance got close to here before, during or after the ball. She could choose her own affairs. Speaking of which, as she stepped out of the HHR and started down the yellow-brick path towards home, a pony-tailed prince with busy eye-brows on a dappled mare pulled up beside her and smiled. "Excuse me, fair maid," he said. "Is this the way to the "Happy Haven" I've heard so much about of late?" Rqy http://www.hk.super.net/~kenjoe/ (click on the button at the upper right hand corner that says "Rays Page")