The Password
PASSWORD SUSPENDED TILL FURTHER NOTICE
The Origin of the Password.
It was a warm and sultry night on the Caribbean beach. The palms swayed gently on the warm breeze and the small waves caressed the sand.
I heard a sound like a soft growl coming from behind my Jeep and turned to see her approach. She was supple and fluid. Sweat beaded on her taught stomach and she moved like a Jaguar ready to pounce. I was interested but cautious.
"Hey, I'm Zoomer what's your..." and she attacked. When I came to I was battered, bruised and shredded. She stood over me and licked the blood off her claws, a satisfied smile on her lips. She leaned down and grabbed my chin. Her lips were blood red and her breath smelled like cinnamon. Her eyes were emerald green. "You forgot to say the secret password," she said. "It was COOKIE." She let go of my chin and stepped away, moving with grace and power. Before disappearing behind my Jeep she turned & smiled, "You can call me Chica." She winked and was gone into the night.
So, don't forget to use the password when you enter an assault. You don't want her teaching it to you the hard way.
The End
If you've read all the way to here thanks for sticking with it. Send me a urbogram with the quote "Que Bueno" so I'll know that you made it. lol
