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In Over Her Head by Elsie Russell - Parnasse.com

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"Oh Max, how'd everything get so fucked up?"<br />

"It's not you, he's a sick dude, man."<br />

"It's not him, it's them!"<br />

"Come on, we both know that ain't the whole story, ba<strong>by</strong>."<br />

"Oh, yeah? So, what is the story then?"<br />

"Hey, ba<strong>by</strong>, maybe you can tell us, Ula has us thinking you're<br />

like, you know, a ménage."<br />

"What? Oh, she wishes."<br />

"She doesn't turn you on, heh? Maia had problems with her,<br />

too. You gotta let her know how you feel about that, man."<br />

"I did, look what it got me. She's berserk."<br />

He put his arms around her. Angry sobs lurched out of her as<br />

she clutched his shirt. He tensed with panic.<br />

"Please, please, don't be sad," he repeated and stroked her hair.<br />

"Tell me why I shouldn't be sad, Max, tell me that."<br />

"Okay, I dunno. Life stinks. Purple. <strong>Her</strong>e Purple, have some<br />

weed, you never had any this good."<br />

They sat on the futon and passed the joint, him squinting at her<br />

through the heady cloud to see if it was having any effect.<br />

When he put the move on her she offered no resistance. His<br />

skin was really purplish black, like aubergine velvet against all the gold<br />

of his hair and jewels especially at the back of his neck, beneath the<br />

gold chains. She had never made the connection before, with the colors<br />

of the Sacrifice room.<br />

Sadder than ever now, she sat on the edge of the futon,<br />

watching Max put on his pants.<br />

"Wanna really turn on, Purple?" He took out a gold plated kit<br />

from the inside pocket of his white tuxedo jacket. Whipped off his belt<br />

and tightened it around his pockmarked arm. Shot up along the track<br />

on his arm, then, with the same needle, he stuck her between the toes<br />

like the models did, so it wouldn't show, and they fell back into the<br />

futon and touched the sky.<br />

Penny fumbled with her shoelaces and slipped out into the hall<br />

after determined knocks woke her up.<br />

<strong>In</strong> the hall they were waiting for them. Sandro's arm was draped<br />

across Ula's shoulder in a hypocritical show of affection for the benefit<br />

of the guests.<br />

"We're all goin' to the party, you wanna <strong>com</strong>e?" Maia asked<br />

Penny.<br />

Max came out and put his arm around Penny's shoulder.<br />

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