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A Look Inside the Story
Justin opened his eyes in the quarter-light of the full moon that passed over
his home and thought he saw a mouse.
He quickly assumed that he was dreaming and closed his eyes again and rolled
over and put his arms around Christine.
As he eased back to sleep, he wondered why a mouse would be sitting on his
nightstand starring at him with those little beady eyes, twitching its whiskers
at him. It made no sense whatsoever, even in a dream. He rolled over again just
to be sure; there was no mouse. If he had just turned back around quicker, he
would have seen something that looked like a mouse, but wasn’t.
Barney often assumed the features of animals, as he wandered the place where
humans lived. Lately his favorite shape took the form of mouse but he didn’t
quite have the image down pat. His ears looked more as if they belonged on a
small rabbit and his eyes, catlike and vertical showed too much red.
Barney was sure he could refine his ears but he knew that his eyes would remain
demonic since after all, Barney was a demon and demon eyes were always red and
glowed brightly, especial in pitch-blackness. Demon eyes didn’t reflect light;
they generated it.
Barney preferred being above ground in the human world; he hated being in Hell
but then, no one liked it down there, not even the Big Boss. Not only was it way too hot to suit
Barney, most of the Boss’ other demons were mean and nasty creatures, that took
pleasure in tormenting humans. Barney simply enjoyed having a little fun with
Barney was convinced that his next target Justin would offer him enough
amusement to occupy him for a long time. He had allowed Justin that flickering
instant where he could see him as his initial contact. Knowing that Justin would
turn back to look a second time, Barney scrambled to find a soft spot underneath
Justin’s pillow where he could be heard and not seen.
As Justin slowly edged back into a deep sleep, Barney followed along and it was
easier to stay with the human now that he was so near to Justin’s mind. As
usual, Justin’s subconscious thoughts emanated out and Barney’s oversized ears
twitched as he heard everything he was thinking and dreaming. Justin was
definitely a man whore.
Justin Sawyer had married Christine three years earlier after graduating from
the same university. Although they had not waited on their wedding night to
experience each other’s bodies, Christine had come to Justin’s bed a virgin that
night six months before they exchanged vows. She knew her future husband had
been with other women but she was comfortable in her beliefs that they would be
faithful and monogamous from that first night forward. Justin felt that way
However, Justin’s imagination leaned easily towards sexual fantasies and his
most frequently occurring thoughts centered on the differences between men and
women. His most recent and recurring
fantasy began after watching a documentary on television about human sexuality.
The narrator and varied guest speakers on the show discussed how human instincts
controlled human mating practices.
According to the film, a female seeks out the most powerful male available so
that he can provide her with offspring that would benefit from the father’s
genes. She would seek out the best hunter, or the fittest male partner to sire
her children, at least during the early days of humankind. In a modern world,
this often meant the most successful in terms of earnings or achievements and
power. Women were selective in their search, turning away the men who they felt
would produce children less able to cope and therefore, less likely to survive
and continue the species. It was all about breeding, and is still a primary
focus for less evolved species.
Men on the other hand are driven by primal instincts in the modern era; their
focus is to attempt procreation often, with as many willing females as possible,
in order to increase the chances of siring a prodigy.
The documentary went as far as claiming that modern traditional commitments
within a relationship such as matrimony were somewhat unnatural, especially for
the male since it restricted him to only having access to a single female. It
even cited marriage as a female invention.
Other elements in the documentary commented on additional aspects of human
reproduction by making the point that most species are driven in their desire to
continue the species but humans differentiated themselves by having sex for fun
whereas lesser beast such as dogs and cats only attempted to mate when the
female was fertile.
Justin was not too sure of that part of the show because more than once in his
life, a male dog had attempted to mount his leg and Justin was absolutely
positive that his leg never came into season. Male dogs enjoyed fucking; at
least that was Justin’s opinion.
Justin agreed completely about the selectiveness of women and especially in the
male’s desire to stick it into anything that happened along and that annoyed
him. These were precisely the thoughts Justin dwelt on that Barney’s mischievous
mind had tuned into.
Justin loved Christine, and despite his instinctually driven desire to mount
other females, he would never allow himself to go behind her back and cheat or
disappoint her, nor allow his actions to damage her trust in him. Despite his
willingness to follow traditional family values however, he harbored resentment
about how the male and female instincts had developed.
Justin felt it was unfair that a woman could get herself laid so easily. All a
woman had to do was make eye contact with a man and lick her lips once. Even if
Justin wanted to shake the bushes for an alternate experience, the timing would
never favor him. Women required a courting ritual where her primitive instincts
would evaluate a potential mate and this would take time, money, and a lot of
effort, something he could not offer while in an existing relationship.
Justin often admitted to his drinking buddies how lucky women were, that they
could get fucked at the drop of a hat and he heard the same sentiments expressed
many times by other men.
“Yeah, if I was a woman, I’d be the biggest slut in
town. I’d fuck anyone, anywhere, and look around to see who else I could fuck.”
“You got that right, and a woman can fuck as long as
she wants to also, five guys, ten guys, all she has to do is spread her legs.”