Fim Noir A Stranger Cometh

Prologue

Like any storyteller, a lot of my mine are influenced by what I’ve read, seen, and in my case, role played.

 

For example, the story below was written the afternoon after I helped my cousin Micke chaperone her younger sister’s private school dance the night before.

 

I let her sister, my younger cousin, wear some of my rhinestones, including my multi-strand clip-on long sparkling earrings.

 

Oh my lord, she looked so delicious wearing them with her sumptuous slick satin gown( that made her look far too much older), that my urges to do a lift on her for those earrings were just bloody overwhelming that whole evening.

 

I behaved myself but found that I had to soothe those urges by laying in bed in the wee hours after all was over and coming up with several invitingly sinister methods I could have employed to have made that lifting of her earrings a reality. Finally, I calmed myself down enough to let sleep come upon me.

 

The story in the first comment below is based on some of that subjective whim.

 

Done