The Ultimate Deception 1 Lucien’s Grocery was bustling with activity as people shopped; getting their various items. The supermarket was full of people; the deli was busy, the meat department was cutting every kind of meat imaginable, and produce was restocking the their department every fifteen minutes. The seafood department, however, was not busy. They would get a customer every-once-in-a while. Marvin Campion was working behind the fish counter, stuffing shrimp. His boss was working with him, helping him stuff shrimp. Not that he needed help, but everything else had been done, the case was full. While his boss made small conversations with him, he was thinking about how many girls he had slept with so far in the course of his life. Well, he was twenty-two and he had slept with at least ten women since he was sixteen. Six of those women, he had given them some line like, "my grandmother died" or something like that. They had felt sympathy for him and gave in to what he wanted. Those lines that he said to them were just that, lines; lies perpetrated . He had thought of working one on his manager, but thought better of it. First, he followed that very simple adage of "you don’t shit where you sleep". This also meant that any girls who worked at the store were off limits as well. Too many complications if he started messing around with the hired help. Second, his manager was a happily married woman, three children on top of it. So he had to find someone else to play his dirty game with. Marvin had been an orphan and had been bounced from orphanages until he was sixteen. He lived for a while with a girl who had met at a record store. She had liked him as soon as she saw him and invited him to live with her. She was a little older than he was. This one he had lost his virginity with. He spent two years with her, sleeping in the same bed, until the relationship went sour as relationships do, sometimes. Marvin had begun this game at eighteen, and after a while, it turned him on more when the girl slept with him because of the line he gave her. He kept thinking up lies to tell and the girls kept laying for him. It got to the point where he would have an explosive orgasm just from deceiving them. He turned around to see a woman that he was looking for. This woman came in every Monday to shop and every Monday she would take a long lusty glance at Marvin, no matter where he was or what he was doing. She would wave and smile and be on her way. This Monday he had woke up with the thought of asking her out and seeing if he could get laid. He would try and play his dirty game again. It didn’t matter to him that she might sleep with him just to sleep with him. He wanted to say a line and have her fall into his arms and hopefully into his or her bed. He made an excuse to go to the men’s room and went around the seafood case to meet this woman. The woman was a redhead with deep blue crystal eyes, big luscious lips, full breasts, a nice ass whose curves could be seen by anyone with the tight jeans that she wore, and nice shapely legs. Her walk was confident and controlled. As he got closer, he saw her smile and those big lips spread out across her face, making him tingle inside. He could see age lines in her face as she stopped before him, obviously older, maybe thirty-six, he guessed. He wanted her so bad; wanted to give her a line so bad that he actually became nervous. This happened when he was faced with a very beautiful girl, so he was a little giddy inside, not necessarily nervous. "Hi, how are you?" he asked. A smile now across his face as well. "Pretty good and you?" "Pretty good." "What’s your name?" "Dana. And yours?" "Marvin." "Nice to meet you, Marvin." "It’s nice to meet you too. I was wondering if you were busy Wednesday night. I don’t work." Her smile was a little faulty as she thought about the question he posed. He never stopped smiling. "I am not busy most of the time," her smile returned. His grew bigger. "So how about tonight?" "Okay, where do you want to meet?" "Rob’s Bar?" "Okay. Sounds good to me. How about around 9:00PM?" "That’s fine with me." "See you then, enjoy the rest of your time at work." "Thanks." Although he was smiling, he said this cynically and she giggled as she walked away. He watched her go as she walked, her ass jiggling nicely in those jeans. He thought of how nicely they would look crumpled on the floor in his room, then he returned to work. 2
He left work around four, went home and showered. He ate and watched television until eight-thirty. Then he left for the bar. At Rob’s Bar, he picked out a booth in the back; not much music and not a lot of noise that usually was in a bar. She came in a few minutes after he did. She found where he was sitting and joined him. She wasn’t dressed all that different and she complemented him on how he looked so different from his uniform from work. They made small talk about what they did for a living and movies they enjoyed. And the small talk continued until eleven. Then she asked him to follow her to her apartment, which he graciously did. At her apartment, Dana fixed drinks and sat down next to Marvin on her leather couch. To Marvin, who had a small shabby flat, this apartment was very spacious and had a wide screen television with VCR, expensive art works hanging on the walls and a kitchen to move around in. For a half hour they talked on and off about what they did and planned to do with their lives. It was then that she asked the question that almost every one asks, the question that Marvin had been waiting for, what his parents did for a living. "Well my mother is a RN for Waterbury Hospital and my father died a couple of years ago from kidney failure. Something to do with drinking. After he was admitted to the hospital he was lived for a couple of weeks, then died." His voice sounded saddened to her and she apologized and hugged him. As her lips brushed across his lips, he suddenly felt fire in his veins; a lust burning inside him and kissed her full mouth. Both of their hands groped each others’ bodies until he had sprung to life with the soft caress of her hand between his legs. His hand went into his pants for the condoms he always had with him just in case, when her hand touched his pocket and drew his hand away. "You don’t need those. I had my tubes tied," she said with a lusty smile. They both disrobed and she led the way into her bedroom. He followed and looked at her shapely bare ass as they went thinking of how much he wanted to rub against it. 3 The next day was Tuesday and of course, Marvin had to work. He almost always regretted working for he could be doing something else. But since he had to make ends meet, an apartment to pay for monthly, and food on the table, so he didn’t call in and worked his 10 AM-2PM shift. During the course of those four hours he stocked shelves in his department, stuffed cod, flounder, and more shrimp. All day he wore a shitty grin on his face, remembering the escapades of the night before. Besides being a liar to coax women into bed, Marvin was also a bragger. In isle 13, he saw his friend, Bill Tyler, from the Grocery department and stopped to talk to him. Tuesdays were not really busy, unless it was a holiday or the Lenten forty days leading up to Easter. He talked to his friend for fifteen minutes about the last night’s activities. He even mentioned on how he deceived the woman he had spent the night with. Before he even said this to his friend, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a woman that looked like Dana walk past the isle his friend and he was in. He couldn’t be sure and most of all he wasn’t. He went on with his tale of the preceding night. "Man, I gave her a line about my father dying and she fell for it, hook, line, and sinker," he said, laughing afterward. "Wow, you really said that?" Bill asked, not really believing his friend’s news. "Isn’t your father really dead though, I mean really dead?" "Yeah, he is." "Oh man, you’re a fucking bastard. Using a line like that to get a woman to sleep with you. That’s really low." The smile and laughter had drained from Bill’s face. Marvin realized his friend was serious, dead serious. But ever the joker, Marvin just said thanks, shrugged, and went back to work. At 1:30pm, Dana stopped in front of the seafood case, a bemused look on her face. Still she looked beautiful. "Are you working tomorrow morning," she asked after the pleasantries. "No," Marvin said, instantly feeling a little regret and worry enter his heart. It had dropped a couple of feet in his chest. He was wondering, had she heard what he had said to Bill? Of course not his mind reasoned. It could have been a person that resembled Dana in a quick passing glance. "I want you to come over tomorrow morning. I have a surprise for you. I can’t forget the other night. Ten o’ clock, okay?" "Sure, I will be there," Marvin feeling himself growing down below, just a little. 4
He arrived shortly before ten the next morning at her apartment. He had been horny all night long and hadn’t had much sleep, thinking of Dana’s body against his. He stood at her door and was about to ring her doorbell, his hand shaking a little in the air with hesitation or giddiness. Before he could press the button, the door opened and he stepped inside. The door closed behind him and he turned to greet her but no one was there. He felt her breath on the nape of his neck. He turned around again to find her standing before him. His mouth was wide, as were his eyes wondering what the hell he had gotten himself involved with the night before. He started to wonder what she was, human or something else. He hadn't seen her behind the door and she seemed to move quicker than the other night. Marvin wasn’t very superstitious, but he had seen some of the vampire movies that had come out of Hollywood. They moved pretty quick, maybe as quick as she had been. He ran a hand over his neck, feeling for two holes, but found none. He removed his hand when he realized just how silly he had been. She stood before him, her red hair cascading over her shoulders. Those full lips smiling at him, and her eyes looking straight through him. She was dressed. She came up to him, pulling him close; hugging him fiercely. She let him go and backed up a little. Her right hand went behind her back and pulled out two pieces of rope. He wondered where they had been; he hadn’t felt anything back there except for her jeans that had seemed to have been painted on to her luscious ass. She stepped aside to reveal a chair. She motioned for him to sit down. "A little kinky, huh?" His mouth went dry as he asked this. His eyes were wide again. "Just a little," she said as he sat down in the chair, hesitantly. He could feel the ropes against his body grow tight against him as she tied the knots behind him. Then she was in front of him again. She kissed his willing mouth as she ran her hand down, down his body. She found him and rubbed him. She undid his belt and zipper. Soon he was hard in her hand. It moved up and down his member. He was breathing heavily now from her jacking and he was close to being done. He loved the way she was teasing him. She drew back from kissing him but kept her hand going. "You like it?" she asked with a smile and a little batting of her eyes. "Yes, you know I do." She gave him a little lick down where her hand was and he gasped with pleasure. He wanted more and she knew it. But she didn’t. Oh, God is she teasing me! "You know," she said, " I know about you." "You do?" "Hmm. I know everything about you." He smiled, playing along. Her hand stopped rubbing him up and down, just caressing it now, slowly. "You’re an orphan. But I know something more." "What?" He was smiling, but not ear to ear. How did she know he was an orphan? He didn’t tell her that. He told her that his father died, his adoptive father that is. "You’re the devil’s son." "What?" His face was slacken now. How the hell can I be the devil’s son? "Well you are," she answered, as if she could read his mind, which he thought was impossible. She continued, " Along time ago, Satan came upon this earth and met a poor young woman. He slept with her and you’re the product of that consummation." His ears were tingling as he heard the words coming from her beautiful lips. She drew her hand away and stepped back from him. "And I also know how you think that you deceived me but au’contrae It is I who have deceived you. You see I was in the store yesterday when you were discussing your night with me to your friend. I overheard everything. So you think that you not only fucked me, but mind-fucked me too. We-e-l-ll, you’re so wrong. You see I fucked you good. In my womb is a child that will signal the end of the world. The whole world." "Now wait a minute! I am not the devil’s child! And you are not pregnant! You said you couldn’t get pregnant, said that you have your tubes tied!" "Yes, that is what I said, but that small part of it is a lie. You are the devil’s child and I am pregnant with your child." Her body transformed now, her whole body into a creature that was not of this earth. Her lips drew back exposing jutted teeth that looked razor sharp. Her forehead grew more bony and pronounced. Two horns grew on top of her head and her human ears fell off. He heard a soft PLOP! As they fell to the floor. Her hands grew into blackened claws as her clothes fell from her body, exposing blue flesh beneath. She seemed to grow a couple of inches taller as her body was supported now on her the balls of her feet; like a dinosaur. A nail protruding from the back of her heel, or what had been her heel. He looked her over from top to bottom, still not believing the sight before him. His breathing quickened and he grew sweaty. His eyes stopped at hers. Her crystal blue eyes had become two red embers in their sockets. He stopped breathing for a second for he thought he saw his death in those eyes. Dana or what had been Dana and was now the creature before him, bent into his crotch, gathered everything up into her mouth and bit down. Marvin screamed in pain as blood poured from his missing penis and sack. Still screaming he looked at the creature as she chewed his member and testicles, savoring the flesh, then swallowed. His screams subsided and he finally looked down to where his "other head" had been. Blood had spilled onto the chair and splashed on the floor. The puddle growing every second. He felt his skin grow clammy and is pulse slow. He looked up through eyes that had grown a haze over them. Through the haze he saw the creature leave through the door through which he had entered just moments ago. Outside he heard machinery and men talking. As he looked around the room, waiting to die, he saw the room change from an elaborate apartment to a run-down building. There were cracks everywhere, boards were splintered and broken. Close by, behind him, he heard a squeal. A rat skittered across the floor. Just as he died, he saw a wrecking ball come crashing through the side of the room. October 2000 |