“YOU’RE SURROUNDED WAYNE!  THERE’S NO ESCAPE!”

I peek out the window and glimpse a flashing barricade of police cars, all bristling with armed officers, leveling their sidearms in my direction.

“YOU’VE GOT THE WRONG GUY!” I scream.  “I HAVEN’T DONE ANYTHING TO—”

“APRIL 16TH, 2017.  YOU’D WORN EXTRA TIGHT BOOTY SHORTS AND MANAGED TO SEDUCE A TRIO OF SOCCER MOMS WITH YOUR THICK DICK PRINT.  WHAT HAPPENED AFTER THAT, WAYNE?”

What happened after that?  I led them back to my pizza box-infested hovel and made sweet, sweet love to their faces and butts.  I’m not sure what this jackbooted yahoo is talking about, but I sure as hell don’t see a problem with—

“AFTER THEY FELL ASLEEP, YOU HOTBOXED THEM.  YOU DREW THE COVERS OVER THEIR HEADS AND DOUSED THEM WITH A RANK CLOUD OF ASS, YOU SICK FUCK.  THEY HAD TO UNDERGO EMERGENCY MEDICAL TREATMENT, AND SPENT SIX MONTHS LEARNING HOW TO WALK AGAIN.”

Oh my God—it wasn’t intentional; I must have done it in my sleep!

“THEIR INABILITY TO WALK HAD NOTHING TO DO WITH MY BUTTHOLE!” I protest.  “THAT HAPPENS TO 79.3459% OF ALL WOMEN WHO MAKE LOVE TO KENT WAYNE!”

“WE’VE BEEN ORDERED TO BEAT YOU WITH STICKS AND PUT YOU TO WORK AS A GRAMMAR NAZI!  GIVE YOURSELF UP, DIRTBAG!”

“LIKE HELL!” I shout.  “TELL THOSE LADIES I’M SORRY, BUT I’M NOT GOING TO USE MY WRITING POWERS TO ENFORCE A GUT-CHURNINGLY FOUL SERIES OF CONSTRAINTS UPON THE LITERARY SPIRIT!”

And then I open my eReader to Echo, activating its reality distortion powers.  Magic flash.

The three soccer moms that rode me like a pony materialize in a bright fusillade of radiance.  As they walk toward me, I cringe in fear.

“I didn’t mean to!” I screech.  “PLEASE DON’T—”

“Kent.”  The lead soccer mom cuts me off with a raised hand.  “You’ve been falsely accused—you would never hotbox us after we gifted you with the privilege of making sweet, sweet love to our faces and our butts.”

I peek cautiously through my quivering fingers.  “So I didn’t…I didn’t…”

She nods reassuringly.  “You’re not a monster.  They’re just trying to make you work as a Grammar Nazi.  Let’s get you out of here, huh?”

“But we’re completely surrounded.  How are we going to—”

“HUP!”  One of them slings me over her shoulder like a sack of potatoes.  The other runs to a corner of the room and rips the tarp off a trio of fully kitted out, futuristic motorcycles.  They all mount up and start revving the throttles.  Vmmmm! VVVV-VVVV-VVVVVMMMM!!!!  As the roar of horsepower fills the air, I revert to my Man Child ways and make loud zoomie sounds with my mouth.  The soccer mom who’s holding me looks over shoulder and arches an eyebrow.

“Don’t do that.”

“Yes, ma’am,” I meekly reply.

And then we go blazing into the night, breaking past the police barricade and racing off into a secret soccer mom hideout, where much love was made to many a face and a plethora of rumps!

The adventures of Kent Wayne—sci fi author and consummate Man Whore—continue!  😀

 

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