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All I want for Christmas is a a pair of scissors.....
Part of the photo contest hosted by WRONG and The Owl =)
And so I was handed this crop as a clue to what we were doing and so I dressed accordingly or at least I thought I did.
Seems he meant horse riding!!!!!!
Oh well ought go and change.
OK the above isn't true I just fancy being a little tease every so often. I wont post to many from this set.
Class 56 No. 56301 departs Foxton, Cambridgeshire wrong line with 6T02, empty spoil box wagons from Barrington Quarry to Wembley.
The inbound working brings in spoil from London, possibly Crossrail, and it is understood that Freightliner may take over the contract shortly, which is likely to rise to 3 workings per day. Apparently it will still take 30 years to fill the quarry though!
The branch to the Exchange Sidings and the quarry, from which the train has just reversed, can be seen behind the loco.
15th December 2017.
CSX Q268 cruises downgrade through Ridgefield Park on the River Sub. It would have been nice had the consist been reversed, as the second unit is a rare former Erie Lackawanna SDP45. Susquehanna's MC Yard was fairly empty on this day.
CSX Q268:
CSXT 8613 SD50 (ex-SBD 8613)
HLCX 6515 SD40M-2 (ex-EL 3655, CR 6686 SDP45)
If this car could talk, what an amazing stories it could tell. It's still beautiful even in the shape its in.
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Revista LNH, nº 20 ya disponible.
Revista LNH (Issue 20 now avaliable).
Tomada en San Pedro del Pinatar - Murcia (España) en una sesión fotográfica junto a Mariano Belmar.
Gracias, amigo por prestarme tu equipo en aquella ocasión.
Nikon D800
1/125"
F8
ISO 100
Nikon 85mm
No Filter
No Tripod
Nik Silver Efex Pro
Abellio London LT152 on Route H32, Hounslow Bell Corner
The bus had just completed a three-point turn after going towards Hounslow Central instead of towards the line of route, and turned around outside Hounslow Civic Centre.
LTZ1152
Whilst out on the S&C on Monday I was made aware that 37401 was back out on the coastal passenger turns in lieu of a DBSO that had suffered a minor conflagration.
I elicited that it was on the opposite end of a set to 37409 but unfortunately was unable to find out which was at what end.
I popped down to Wukky in the murk to shoot the 14.37 BIF - CAR knowing I had a 50/50 chance.
Oh well!
Like the sign above says, this Caddy went the wrong way in downtown Duluth. Reported to Duluth police at 4 AM on Sunday morning, one can imagine a few plausible scenarios how the car ended up driving down the North Shore Scenic Railroad tracks.
The DPD said it wasn't stolen, so the most plausible explanation, given the wee hour incident on a Saturday night (Sunday Morning), is that a few adult beverages were involved.
The museum used its ex-BN hi-rail boom truck to pull the car back to the grade crossing from where its ill-advised journey began. DM&IR SD18 193 was standing by to assist the truck should it have issues.
Metra "State of Illinois" MP36 402 leads the way of the Pullman special on the IC as it passes by 16th St Tower in Chicago, IL.
Vincent finally made his decision. He wasn't going to go home. Not tonight. Even feeling the effects of the herb couldn't squash the feeling of emptiness and taint he felt when he thought of going home tonight. Yet, as he stood on the curb of the main street that led downtown from the docks there seemed to be no carriages around. He knew all he had to do was wait a while and surely one would show up soon.
All of a sudden, Vincent's stomach made a loud gurgle and it caused him to actually grab his stomach in surprise. He smirked slightly to himself as he realized he was feeling hungry; likely induced by the herb. And as he thought about food, he began to feel like he wanted something savory. With the docks nearby, there would be food vendors still around. It was always a busy area, day or night. And he knew he'd be more likely able to find a carriage to take him downtown, too.
...
Vincent's mouth watered as he stood before the fried fish vendor and watched as his sandwich was being made. These street vendors always had the best food! And being right on the lake meant fresh fish was a popular menu option, which was a favorite of Vincent's. His fried fish was being smothered on top in a tangy, creamy sauce with a fresh tomato sandwiched between a perfect looking bun, crispy on the outside and soft on the inside. Once handed his food, Vincent gave a grateful "Thank you" to the vendor before turning and setting off to find a spot to devour his food.
Licking a little bit of dripping sauce off the edge of the bun, Vincent gave a soft moan of appreciation at the hint of spicy flavor. This was going to be delicious! He wandered off to the side out of the way. Finally, over by a bench under a tree, he stood there and gave his sandwich an eager glance over before bringing it to his mouth. But before he could take a bite, he saw the shadow of someone approaching to his left. Hell, they weren't even paying attention, he realized with annoyance as he stepped out of the way just in time! They were walking backwards and looking around everywhere but where they were going! Vincent looked up with a small glare at whoever it was.
"Hey, watch it!"
"I'm so sorry! My bad, I- Vincent?"
Vincent blinked and stared up at the person as it registered that it was...Aiden. Aiden was in fact the offending pedestrian and not just a figment of his imagination! Vincent was so amazed by his unexpected appearance that his sandwich remained forgotten in his hands at chest level. Suddenly he blurted out the first words that came to mind.
"Are you stalking me?!"
Aiden was startled by the outburst and found he couldn't help but laugh! Vincent sounded so serious and was still staring at him as if he couldn't believe his eyes! Aiden shook his head and put up his hands in playful defense with a grin and insisted, "I'm not, I swear! I didn't mean to almost run you over. I'm- I'm lost." Aiden's grin faded as he glanced around then finally back to Vincent with an embarrassed smile.
"Lost?"
"Yeah. I was trying to find the short-cut I found the other day but I must have missed it. No, I can't have. Bah, I must be on the wrong street! Everything looks different at night!"
As the seconds passed, Vincent found he was becoming amused at Aiden's predicament and felt a little bad for him, too. While the docks were nearby, they weren't exactly close to where Leon's Claw was docked. He could point out how to get there from here but there were no short-cuts. Aiden had to be on the wrong street just like he thought he was. Even while under the influence of the herb, Vincent could see how Aiden looked a little worn out and flushed. Likely, he'd been wandering a while on top of having such a busy day.
"Are you okay?" Aiden asked, his brow furrowing slightly as he studied Vincent. He even leaned in slightly more to squint at him in the dim lighting. Vincent...seemed alright but somehow off. It was...almost as if he were drunk but not quite. He seemed to be in total control of himself and was answering without slurring. What was going on?
Opposite him, Vincent stared back at Aiden for a long moment. Then, unexpectedly, Vincent grinned and replied in a slightly more chipper voice than Aiden had ever heard, "I am now!" And he brought his sandwich up to his mouth and took a big bite. He moaned softly and closed his eyes as he savored the favor.
"Mm! This is hitting the spot. Are YOU okay?" Vincent was suddenly asking him once he swallowed his first bite. He tilted his head slightly as he stared up at Aiden. Then without another word he took another bite of his sandwich while still staring up at his friend.
Aiden laughed softly as he tried to wrap his head around Vincent's behavior! He'd never seen Vincent act like THIS! Even to Aiden, he wasn't sure if it made sense. It was as if the captain had let go of his inhibitions more than usual. It wasn't to say he hadn't opened up more as of late but there was just something different about tonight.
"I'm fine," Aiden explained. "Really! Don't look at me like that! I've just been walking for a couple of hours now. That's all. How far away is the ship anyway?"
"I'd say about thirty minutes?"
"Well, shit. At least it's not too far. I can't wait to get something to drink."
"You look it. Why don't you get one on the way?"
"I forgot my money on the ship."
"Aiden!"
"What?!"
"What the Hell am I gonna do with you?"
Vincent chuckled softly and shook his head at Aiden's sheepish little smile. Vincent licked his lips and looked around. He could see a few of the public carriages coming in this direction. With any luck, he could snag one and head downtown! But what was he going to do with Aiden? Logically, he knew he could just send him off with directions. That's what he should do. Maybe he'd give him the money to get a cool drink, too. Yes, that sounded good. And when he looked back at Aiden to do just that, he was caught off guard as Aiden seemed to be leaning in and peering at him a little closer.
"Are you 'sure' you're okay?" the younger man asked as he tilted his head. "You never really answered me before and...I just realized your eyes are really red." Aiden's concern shifted into confusion as Vincent suddenly laughed softly and gave a small, dramatic sigh before replying, "I'm fine! Though, I'm fairly certain you've seen my eyes like this many times. You're only just noticing! It comes with smoking the herb and it's perfectly normal."
"Smoking the herb?" Aiden responded uncertainly. And then it clicked! "Isn't that what your bhang is made from? Wait....are you sure you should be smoking with your ribs like that?" At this, Vincent gave him a look as he responded firmly and with authority, "I know the risks and right now I could care less. It's been a Hell of a night, but at least I'm not fucking drunk. And...to answer your question: yes, it is what my bhang is made from." And with that, Vincent lowered his gaze with a small sigh. Aiden could see how his shoulders sank just a touch as well. He looked exhausted; not just physically but emotionally. Aiden couldn't help but wonder: what had happened in the last few hours since they'd seen each other?
"Would you tell me about it?"
"Tell you about what?"
"All of it. Any of it. Bhang. Herb. I still don't really know what it is. Or you could tell me about whatever happened since I left? I don't know. You just...look like you could use a friend."
God damn it all! How the Hell did Aiden do this?! Vincent knew Aiden was being genuine and just wanted to be there for him. But there were just some things he was not wanting to divulge; not that there was anything really to talk about, he thought to himself. Though Aiden had a way about him that brought down Vincent's defenses time and time again. Maybe he should just say goodnight. Right now was not a good time to discuss any of it. They were too out in the open!
On the other hand, he supposed he could just go with Aiden back to Leon's Claw, but honestly he still was wanting to go downtown. And while he wasn't sure about talking about what happened tonight, he surprisingly found he...he wouldn't actually mind explaining this whole cannabis business and what it was. In fact, he wanted to do it. But that meant taking his company on for the rest of the night and making sure he got back to the ship safely afterwards. Did he really want to deal with that? Really?
"Not here. Do you want to come downtown with me?"
Apparently so. There was no taking it back now. Vincent wasn't sure if he was going to regret this or not, but he wanted to be the one to help Aiden understand. It would also help his friend understand Vincent better as well; more of why and who he was.
"S-sure! But I don't have a way to get back without my money. Did you want to just go back to Leon's Claw first?" Aiden asked. He wanted to go with Vincent wherever he was going! What was downtown? He was curious! He could see Vincent considering it for a long moment then finally shook his head and responded, "I'll pay for your carriage back. Let's get you something to drink then when we get to my office I'll explain everything."
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This scene was shot in the Second Life location: City of New Babbage- Academy of Industry beside The New Babbage Aehernauts monument!
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Created for Artistic Manipulation Group's Mixmaster Challenge #78.
CHEF Paul challenges us to create “Classics with a Twist”!
➤ Choose a photo of or create any contemporary scene in a city or town.
➤ Insert a person or people from classical painting**.
➤ Add at least one person in modern attire.
➤ Create a story around their inclusion in the photo.
➤ NO ANIMALS.
Credits: runway via PixelSquid.com; streetwear model via CleanPNG; all other ladies are public domain; audience via pexels.com; background texture, curtain and draping are mine.
Goodness
A story based on several quotes made by the incomparable Mae West
“There are no good girls gone wrong - just bad girls found out”
Lucy and Cade, a pair of giggling, exceptionally well-dressed, wealthy parent young ladies, are taking a night stroll through some gardens located outside a large party venue.
They spy a long blonde-haired figure milling about up in the gardens ahead. Resplendently wearing a long ghostly white satin gown, real diamonds sparkling with amazing brilliance down along her full figure.
Feeling by the way she is dressed that she is one of their fellow party guests, the pair approached.
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Mae, sultrily taking a puff from her long thin cigarette, greets the two girls.
“Hello ladies, out for a stroll also?”
Lucy
“Yes we are, lovely party isn’t it, and the grounds outside are very peaceful.”
Reaching out her hand.
“My name is Lucy and this is my friend Cade.”
Mae takes up the girl’s hands in turn
“Very nice to meet you both. My name is Mae.”
Mae adds, whilst looking both young ladies up and down.
“If I may say, my the pair of you look just sumptuous. Those dresses you both wearing are very lovely, satin aren’t they? Absolutely Adorable.“
Both girls twitter
Lucy
“Thank you, Mae, we had a devil of a time picking and deciding what to wear this evening. Yours is very beautiful too. Is it a Doir like ours?”
Mae, lifting her gowns white skirt
“This old thing? I’m afraid you never heard of this designer. Arsene, I believed he was French. But Thank you for your compliments. You two are just the sweetest dolls .”
Cade and Lucy both blush, then begin to tell Mae how much fun they were having that evening.
Mae, after a few minutes of listening to the chattering girls, cuts in.
“Cade, Did I overhear you say your boyfriends are here with you two? I would love to be introduced. “
Cade
“Sorry Mae, I said they are not with us, they both had other plans. Lucy and I had to come alone to the party.”
Lucy
“Our parents don’t know we came without chaperones, otherwise they would not have wanted us to come out here on our own.”
Mae reassuringly
“No chaperones? Well, your secret is safe with me, have no fear of that. But why wouldn’t your parents have allowed you two to come alone my dears ?”
Cade giggles as she makes her dress swish.
“You know what parents are like. Afraid to let me go out alone dressed like I am, weren’t they now? Claim it attracts the wrong sort. But I’m not alone, Lucy is with me. And who really would care that I’m dressed like this?”
Mae,
“Good point Cade, I would have no idea who the ‘wrong sort’ are, nor why they would care how you are dressed this evening.”
Lucy, also giggling
“My parents were the same way also. Then, my Auntie, she said I shouldn’t ever go out alone wearing my evening jewels.
Mae
“Really Lucy? I wounded why your nosey Auntie would ever say such an odd thing?”
Lucy shrugs
“I asked her what she meant by it, couldn’t give me a reason. Silly bird. “
Mae
“I agree, it’s silly, jewels are made to be worn out. And I think it’s smashing that you two were daring enough not to listen to such frivolous advice and come out wearing them this fine evening.”
Lucy
“Parents can be such killjoys. and I’m glad too that I didn’t give Auntie a listen this time about not dressing up. I feel so very pretty.”
Cade shakes her pretty head in agreement.
Mae
“And you both are delightfully pretty this evening.”
Mae continued on
“Rather Sounds like you two have been having a brilliant time. I could show you around, but I would imagine your parents have also warned you about meeting up with strangers at parties.”
Cade sweetly
“They did, but your not a stranger. Your very sweet.”
Lucy chimes in
“No Mae, your not what they meant atoll to be wary of. We’re sure.”
Mae,
“My goodness, such dears. I really must give you both hugs for being so sweet.
Both girls gladly enveloped Mae in tight, all-encompassing hugs.
Mae
“Thank you. Never really sure why strangers are given a bad rap. You two are also strangers to me, and I have no worries.”
Cade
“Well said. We’re friends then. That’s decided. “
Lucy smiles at Cade. Brushing a rose petal off from her friend’s dress.
Mae, watching them
“Cade, your adorable frock is smashing. May I?”
Cade blushes, nodding her head.
Mae, caressingly stroking down along the rich satiny material of Cade’s expensive dress
“I’ve just come from the swan pond. They have the most downy soft wee ones, probably as soft and adorable as your shiny frock Cade. Would you like to see it?”
Cade
“Really, little baby swans? I would love to go and see them. What you say, Lucy?”
Lucy shakes her head, yes, magnificent diamond earrings glittering up and down their long length.
Mae smiling turns her head towards the dark woods.
“It’s not far. Come along you two, this will be fun!”
With youthful innocence, they both fall in step alongside Mae, who leads them down a winding path through the woods.
In their heels, progress is slow for Cade and Lucy. Mae is having no problems with her flat slipper-like shoes. After ten minutes of walking pass by...
Mae
“Ah, here we are, just up and around this bend. “
Cade
“Ooh can’t wait. This will be so such a lark.”
Lucy nods,
“Being out here in the woods away from everyone, this is so exciting. I could just imagine a highwayman or something is lurking about within them.”
Mae looks at the pair of party girls
“Lucy, you have quite the imagination, but I doubt there’s been a highwayman in the area for several hundred years. But let’s hush now, must be quiet. And yes this is quite exciting for me also. Very pleased to be out here alone with you two as company.”
Cade, stopping and looking around, possibly now a bit worried...
“I feel very safe out here with you Mae.”
Mae, patting both girls and squeezing their shoulders.
“Let’s get on with it then, my pretty ones.”
They turn the corner, reaching a disappointingly sinister-looking small black water pond, surrounded by deep woods.
Lucy, fingering the diamonds glittering along her gown’s shiny top
“Where are the baby swans?”
Mae puts out her cigarette on a tree.
Give it time my dears. Lucy, your earrings are amazing, may I?”
Lucy, holding back her hair as Mae runs them through her fingers.
“Thank you, Mae. Can’t believe my Auntie really tried not to let me wear diamonds out this evening. They make me feel like a princess. “
Mae
“And so you do look like one. I’m so glad you didn’t fall for your Aunties foolishness. Your earrings are just too gorgeous.”
Mae, turning to Cade
And you also Cade, your jewels are just the most delicious things. May I have a closer peek at those absolutely adorable rings you have on?
Cade, turning away from her vigil over the dark waters of the pond, obediently holds out her hand with its ring-encrusted fingers.
Mae looks them carefully over, taking in Cade’s flashy diamond bracelet as well.
“Cade, these are just brilliant, thank you for allowing me to look at them up close. You’re a perfect dream wearing these.”
Cade, blushing, placing the same hand on her shimmery necklace dripping down from along her throat
“Your welcome Mae, I feel like I’m in a dream wearing them. But for goodness sakes, what beautiful diamonds you have on, simply the cat's pajamas.”
Mae, smiling like the cat who got the canaries.
“Actually Cade, goodness had nothing at all to do with it !”
Lucy giggles nervously as she feels a chill for some unknown reason.
“Mae, that’s funny, whatever do you mean by ‘goodness had nothing to do with it ?”
Mae
“That’s a good question, Lucy. Would you and Cade like to hear a story I have that may explain?
Both Cade and Lucy nod their heads, as their diamonds flicker with amazing brilliance in the small moonlit glen.
Mae begins her “Goodness” tale
“Well, there was once a snooty young mother who had come from a wealthy family. She loved to dress up in fancy clothes and jewels. She had her snotty young daughters dress up in the same manner. And unlike your parents Lucy and Cade, she saw no reason that they should not be allowed out exploring alone when dressed up, even when wearing good jewellery.”
Mae pauses as Cade and Lucy shake their heads in agreement. Their desirable jewels twinkling out.
Mae continued
“And the husband and father being a member of parliament, the 3 of them were out on their own, a lot.
On the evening of my story, all three girls were attending an evening wedding reception at a venue much like this. The young mother was wearing a silk white blouse with a long shiny black skirt, her daughters, much like you two, were clad in satin evening dresses. All three were wearing real pearl jewellery. The daughters were also wearing diamond hairpieces their mum had put in, taking them from her own jewel case.
Later that evening, Ruby, the sulky youngest daughter (15) jealous that her Mum and older sister (17) are dancing, decided to go out alone to explore the gardens.
Now image a 15-year-old, formally dressed up, wearing real pearls and diamonds, outside walking alone? What would your Auntie say to that Lucy?”
Lucy and Cade both giggle.
Lucy
“She would have her knickers up, that’s for sure. When I was 15, she once insisted I change out of a silk blouse and remove my pearl necklace and ear studs before allowing me to go out to the theatre with my chums.”
Mae, chuckling
“That’s bollocks.”
Cade giggling
“ I remember her doing that, it was after your birthday party. She even tried to get me not to wear my rings as I went with you. She would have handcuffed Ruby to keep her from leaving I bet.”
Mae
“Well, actually the odds are in one's favor that nothing would normally have happened to Ruby. Especially as she was exploring the gardens alone, or so Ruby thought.
But then, from behind the wooded side of a hedge, she hears an odd noise, like someone is whispering for her from behind the hedge. Ruby goes around to the other side. A lady is sitting on the workman’s wood bench, staring into the woods. She dressed like she would have attended the same party as Ruby. A black velvet dress and shimmery diamonds.
The lady jumps as Ruby approached.
“My you startled me, thought I was alone with my thoughts out here. Well now, you are a pretty one. That’s a lovely red gown you have on, it almost looks like real satin.
Ruby
“It is real mum, my mother had it specially made for me.”
Lady on bench
“Hmmm, she said. Aren’t you rather young to be dressed in a real gown? I don’t know if I believe you. I suppose you’ll be telling me next your lovely pearls are real?”
Ruby
“But they are mum, mother said they were ir..ir..irreplaceable !”
Lady on bench, chuckling
“Shouldn’t be fibbing child. Next, you’ll be telling me your hairpiece is made of real diamonds.
Ruby, under duress, kicks a stone.
“Of course they are, came from mother’s case now, didn’t it?”
Lady on bench
“Listen to your stories child, and be careful of ruining those glittering red shoes you are wearing. Now come closer so I can have a good look at your supposedly real satin gown .”
And Ruby defiantly approached the lady to show her how wrong she was.
Mae paused and looked over at Cade and Lucy.
Both girls asked in unison…”What happened?”
Mae smiled as if she had a secret.
“Well, two hours later a pair of kitchen workers were sneaking a smoke and a beer back behind the garden hedges came upon a rather odd scene on the workman’s wood bench. A young girl, wearing only her red silk slip, was hog-tied to the bench. Gagged with her silk stockings.
Poor Ruby had not been alone in the gardens. A thief had been watching her, had set a trap to lure Ruby off the beaten path.”
Mae continues on with her story
“When Ruby walked up to the lady, her dress was touched and examined.”
Lady
“That is real satin, so that would mean you're not lying about your pearls being real also ducks?”
Ruby, sticking out her tongue
“Told you so, didn’t I now you twit. Mother always gives me the best!”
Lady
“Ruby, I once met someone dressed like you. She went out alone for a stroll and was mugged!”
Ruby
“Who was she?”
Lady, producing a small silver pistol
“It was you. Now hold still while I remove your pearls.”
Ruby was then held up for her jewels, had her gown and shoes stripped off, was gagged and tied up to the bench. Then after one last too thorough search of Ruby’s figure, the lady thief lit a cigarette and calmly walked off through the woods.”
Cade and Lucy both shudder.
Mae sniffs and reached inside her purse fumbling for something.
Lucy
“I wouldn’t have fallen for that. I’m too cautious.”
Cade sniffing also
“That’s a very sad story Mae. Where you perchance that young teen’s mother?”
Mae
“What? God no Cade. I was not that little girl's mother. That only happened a few weeks ago.”
Mae pulls out of her purse a small silver double barrel derringer.
Both girls gasped, hands flew up to their gaping mouths.
Mae, looking at the pistol
“No my downy duckies. I was the thief. And that teenager's clothes, shoes, pearls, and diamond hairpiece paid for some of the jewels I’m now wearing.
So you see my sweets goodness had nothing to do with my diamonds, it was wickedness that paid for them.”
Mae points the derringer at Cade and Lucy
“Now let’s see how high you pretties can raise up those hands!”
Mae steps closer, the business end of the derringer is poked into Lucy’s midriff.
Now, the pair of you bloody chippy twits will please start removing your jewellery and hand them ALL over to me!”
Lucy and Cade, shaking with wide-eyed disbelief, look at each other speechless, hands still up.
Mae, sighing deeply, points the derringer at Cade, speaking matronly to her.
“Cade, you first sweets. Lower your hands and let’s start with those rings. That’s it, my girl, gently pull them off, just lovely… now for the rest.”
Cade obediently does as directed, then with fumbling fingers, managed to fairly quickly remove her bracelet, necklace, earrings, and lastly the long fern leaf-shaped diamond hairpiece. Her silken reddish hair falls over her face covering one eye as it is being removed.
Mae looked into Cades one visibly, puppy sad eye...
“Cade this hairpiece is gorgeous. I may just keep it.”
Mae points the derringer at Lucy.
“Okay Lucy luv, your next.”
Lucy bulks at first, but the end of Mae’s derringer poking into her chest soon convinced her otherwise.
Mae
“Now Lucy, begin by handing over those gorgeous dangly earrings. No thief could certainly pass those up.”
Lucy reluctantly does so, slipping them off one by one and handing them over.
Mae, looking down at the earrings now in hand…
“I wanted these the moment I saw them. You have no idea how hard it was to wait.”
Mae looks back at Lucy
Ok ducks, I’ll have the rest.
Lucy obediently removed her diamond necklace, rings, and bracelets. Then steps back
Mae sneers, waving the derringer with her free hand.
“Oui Lucy. Forgetting something are we?”
Puzzled Lucy checked herself over, even feeling down along her satin dress. Cade does the same also. Both look back at Mae questioningly.
Mae laughing
“Just checking luvs. Thanks for the show, and thank you both for your lovely jewels. Oh, and by the way, in case you are wondering why I’m not bothering to take your purses? It’s because as we were hugging earlier, I picked them clean.!”
Mae, admiring the forlorn pair of girl’s glittering jewels piled up in her hand...
“Lucy, I used to do my best early work at theatres. Pearls do look so lovely with a silk blouse. Shame your Auntie is such a prude, this may have been the second time I met and robbed you. And Cade, I wouldn’t have passed on having your rings back then either. Now the pair of you, turn around and face the pond. “
Moving back, Mae commands them
“Now off with those glittery s shoes your wearing and toss them in the pond.”
As the pair of girls obediently do, Mae stuffs jewels and pistol in her purse. Then casually lights another cigarette as plops are heard coming from the pond.
“Goodness, that was too easy.”
Mae approached Cade and Lucy from behind.
“Raise those hands again, and don’t drop them until I say!”
Both girls feel their satin-clad figures being thoroughly, expertly patted down one-handed by Mae, who asks.
“Tell me something my two pretty ones. Do both your mums, and Lucy’s Auntie have jewellery this nice?”
Cade and Lucy unhappily both nod yes.
Mae, finishing up her last tempting feel of a pair of scintillatingly soft gowns, under the guise of searching for the girls' possibly hidden valuables, asks before turning to leave…
“So why don’t you have them dress up in them to come over and see me sometime?”
The end
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“There are no good girls gone wrong - just bad girls found out”
Mae West
“The score never interested me, only the game.”
Mae West
As Mae walked away she heard some rather intense murmuring going on between Lucy and Cade.
She had just started up the small hill leading to the bend when Lucy calmly called out.
“Oh Mae? Did you really mean that about having my Auntie come over?”
Mae, curious, stops and turns around
“What are the two of you on about?”
Lucy
“Well, it’s like this. You have quite a substantial haul with the jewels you’ve nicked from us. Plus almost £ 800 in our wallets. Now both Cade and I would have to report them as stolen. Worse yet, my Auntie would find out and be proven right. We would never hear the bloody end if it. So you’ve got what you wanted from us, but what if there is a better prize? Would you be willing to make a bargain?”
Lucy stops and looks at Mae. Mae nods her head and comes back a little closer.
“I’m all ears .”
Lucy
“Well, it’s like this. My Auntie has always been a thorn in my bum. And I would love to see her receive some comeuppance, as opposed to Cade and I being on the receiving end.
So say I don’t report the robbery, my Auntie will not be put on her guard. There are several upcoming autumn balls she attends, and she will be wearing her best jewels. Which are 5 times more valuable than what you have taken from us... combined!”
Mae, as Lucy pauses.
“Sounds promising. It really does. But sorry, a bird in the hand you know. Of course, I generally avoid temptation unless I can't resist it, and a score never interested me, only the game.”
Lucy pleading
“Just hear us out then Mae. I know it’s a leap of faith. But you could almost retire off what Auntie would be wearing. And it would be a delicious revenge for us after what she had put us through all these years. I can almost taste it. Haven’t you ever wanted to do that to someone also ?”
Mae, Sighing with a nod
“Ok, I’ll give you 5 minutes. But remember, I also used to be Snow White like you pair, then I drifted.”
Lucy, speaking quickly
“ Ok, so my Auntie has outdoor, secluded hiding spots at several venues where she has the chauffeur hide a bottle. She has vices she thinks are her secret. At these ultra posh events, she sneaks off alone for a cigar and a nip several times during the evening. It’s always the same spots. We know cause Cade and I found them out and have been sneaking out for nips ourselves for years, never being caught.”
Lucy paused for a precious second.
“Now what I propose is that you can keep my valuable earrings you were drooling over, and the £ 800 as payment for my getting some revenge.”
“And keep my lovely hairpiece.” Cade chimes in
Lucy
“But we would need the rest of our jewellery back to not arouse suspicion. You see, it has to work that way.
As you said, a bird in hand. But there is one in the bush whose a far easier, far more profitable catch to pluck.
For years I always daydreamed that it would serve her justice if a thief would come across her as she is out taking her drink. And it’s that secluded it can be done easily.
So please, neither of us can bear to think of her welding this robbery over us...”
Mae, with a wicked grin, shakes her purse.
“Lucy luv, you tell a good story, but…
Lucy cuts in with a final, desperate plea.
“Please Mae. I am not saying it will be easy, I’m only saying it should be worth it to you, in spades.
Just pretend that the only jewels Cade and I were wearing were my diamond earrings and Cade’s diamond hairpiece. That would still be a sweet little haul for you, far more than what you got from that snooty brat Ruby.
Don’t give us a final answer yet.
Here take my purse and think it over as you leave. We will wait here for 30 minutes.
Leave my purse underneath the water fountain where you first ran into us.
If it’s empty we’ll have our answer, swallow our pride, and be forced to make a full report to the police and insurance company. And face Aunties music.”
Lucy pauses
“But if our jewels are inside, less earrings and hairpiece. We say nothing to ANYone about what happened. You get away easy peasey. Then we’ll know your game for it.
There is a pub called the Poet and Peasant in Gl…. Go there several
Nights during the first week of September. I’ll find a way to get to you the time and detailed instructions of hiding places at each of the parties.”
Mae reached out and took Lucy’s shiny silk purse, saying to herself…
“You only live once, but if you do it right, once is enough.”
With that said, Mae turns and walks away, thinking…
“Those two dames did look gorgeous wearing all that sparkly ice over shiny satin. And, a dame that knows the ropes isn't likely to get tied up. That dame is likely to succeed.”
Mae walks up the hill, white satin gown swishing, then turns the corner as the scene fades to black.
Out of the darkness comes voices.
“Do you think she’ll buy into it?”
“I don’t know, but if she did we will not be wearing our diamonds all this fall”
Giggling
“No, only nice silk blouses and sensible pearls…”
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Running third in a 3 pack of westbound trains is this mixed freight. The Indianapolis Line Sub was surprisingly busy today.
Marion, Ohio.
okay so here i go.
trying to let go is all i was trying to do.
and i tryed to tell you i love you , i let that show. and i wasnt willing to say goodbye but i knew i had to go. once i lost you i believe i lost myself .. and the sun just became an unknown place. The sun was days when i laughed , i smiled i shined.
and the moon was lust , peace and a difficult time. I opened up to the moon i let him know , i felt alone.. he took me in and my emotions were shown. He showed me a journey , and i wasnt in any hurry .. up there i didnt keep my feeling buried.
Id like to let you know ,
that as long as im alive i promise to you
i wont stop my self from letting my emotions shine through. I have a heart i swear i do .. sometimes its hard to tell.. but oh well. I get through, we either need to let go .. or work things out because to be honest with you ive been trying a different route..
i walk alone down these dark silent streets the only thing i hear is the pound of my feet. see the thing is i could walk forever and if i ran into nothing id be clever , im not sitting out in the middle of no where waiting for someone who will never come. i cant let go but ill tell you im moving on .. walking down those dark streets at night , ya i let my mind go for a flight.. im super paranoid but thats alright. Im not worried about anyone hurting me .. i have a feeling that pulses through my veins .. and soon i forget my name. everything around me is going so slow .. i walk down each path row by row.. one two .. three four.. ive headed back towards the door .. ya i dont know where i am but i ought to know where to go. im running a race .. i think im first but then stumble back .. and im face to face.. im all alone .. and i think thats been shown. the moons the only thing in sight.. and at the moment i dont know
whats wrong from right.. ill keep on walking my mind begins to roam .. im welcomed back into my home.
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Sometimes what ever you do you are always wrong ! today was one of those days wrong ! wrong ! & more wrong !
Will I be right tomorrow ?
Wrong Turn (the film 2003)
Six people find themselves trapped in the woods of West Virginia, hunted down by "cannibalistic mountain men grossly disfigured through generations of in-breeding."
This does not happen in Yorkshire!
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