Sheers' - An Erotic Short Story
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This is an ****** short story by Nell's Kitchen entitled Shear Women Know Things. Athena Ivanov does. She knows for instance that the more she knows the more complex things become her relationship with a man reclining on the couch behind her is a case in point, a study in madness. She obsesses over him, nodding to herself in the mirror. And as if carrying on with someone other than herself, she silently insists it is what it is. She cannot unknow what she knows despite herself, Athena wants to know more and more after that, she wonders how much more is too much more. The reclining man is Messiah Blaine. Messiah is a murderer knowing it is unimportant since curiously, Athena likes knowing conceiving the paradox and acknowledging the obvious. She nods to herself a second time. Her thought that relationships are perplexing, applying her makeup. She accepts that there is both good murder and bad. Some say they are the same but they are not the same. Good murder happens to men who hurt women. Three men attacked Athena, they are properly dead. Messiah killed them. He is a good murderer. Perhaps the reader finds it strange that the striking thirtyish woman can be in love with such a man. Strangers still that she's not afraid to be. He is unusually balanced and aggressive. His measured disposition entices her even as his natural passivity reinforces her safety. Messiah captivates Athena in his presence. She is fearless. It is afternoon on Saturday and taking her time. The weary woman readies herself for tonight, pausing her makeup routine and only half celebrating her recent harsh cut jet black hair. Athena spikes the silence intruding with a question she had asked twice in under three minutes. The shears, Messiah, are you even listening? And what about them? He asks, finally paying attention. You need to decide black or white blog. He insists his answer is distant. His tenor ambivalent. She stares into the mirror whose frame frames both her face and the back of Messiah's head. Her reflection like his reply is uncertain. It does not take a position on his terse response. Athena finds Messiah's choice of black shears peculiar. She was sure he would say white only yesterday as they wandered the aisles of darkest fox lingerie. She like a child shopping with her father held things up for his approval. The white bridle thigh high shears had drawn his attention and blessing seeing them. And despite the chronic tedium males bring to all non hardware store shopping, his face brightened. It is not surprising that now in answer to her query, she guessed he would select white. She guessed wrong. Something about the tone of the near wordless exchange, unsettled her in his off kilter. His tepid retort makes her nervous through their brief time together. Athena has found the mysterious man, unpredictable. She half overlooks his unforeseen pick attributing it to an off the cuff. Change of mind. A reaction to an only half paid attention to probe. Does any of this make sense to men? It probably does not to women. It makes perfect sense.