The Adventures of Rosie
A Sagacious Sexy Saga
By Izzy Ess of Happiness
When lovely Rosie
Weinstein left her fiancé, she ran to Gerry Robertson and asked him if he would
protect her for the day. “Of course, my
dearest Rosie. I will take you in and
hide you for as long as you are happy, here.”
He hid her almost thirteen years and she was mostly happy. Gerry got quite bored in seven years and
started rendezvousing with the glamourous young woman, recently a widow,
Phyllis Offenbach, who offered him an hour of comforting whenever he came over
to her big old empty mansion. Phyllis rendezvoused
with Billy Bellingham and Sarah Leah Prince, the married couple who enjoyed
their threesomes, frequently. When Rosie
started having discharges, she found she had the gonorrhea and became
suspicious that her lover, Gerry, was philandering. She followed him, one day, to Phyllis’ big
mansion and discovered that her Gerry was a welcome guest. Deciding to be patient, Rosie waited six whole
years before she let her Gerry have it right between the eyes, because her
gonorrhea kept recurring frequently.
Rosie fled to Phyllis’ and told her what she’d done and Phyllis realized
she might have gonorrhea. And, she did. They stormed together to accost the
Bellinghams and warned them of transmission possibilities for clap. Of course, they had the dread disease and
rushed to get some treatment from their doctor, Dr. Moses Mallory, who gave
them shots of penicillin and he said that they should know that Rosie’s former
fiancé was wanted by police because he was the one that gave the clap to
everyone in town. The four of them
decided to revenge themselves and Rosie was the key to all their plans. She called her fiancé, Beau Beauregard, and
asked him for a date. Shocked at first,
Beau Beauregard recovered and accepted midnight coffee at Café Trois
Blanc. Phyllis, Rosie, Moses, Billy,
Sarah and a rotten thug, surprised the perpetrator of the mess. They bound and gagged him and they wrapped
him in a carpet. Then, they hurled him
off the Collins Bridge, quite weighted down with chains and rocks. Beau Beauregard was missed by many but by
some, was never missed, again. Some
twenty days went by and no suspicions were directed at our bold sextet: our
Phyllis, Rosie, Moses, Billy, Sarah and a rotten thug named Hannibal. All began to hang out at Hop Sam’s Chinese
Eatery and Bar, Emporium and Candy Store.
It wasn’t long before they formed a tightly packed sextet for purposes
of sex and celebration. Every week, they’d
meet at different motels and rent a room with king-sized beds. They’d lock the doors when all were present
and begin to sing Mongolian folk melodies and started dancing round the bed
while dropping all their clothes. Our
Phyllis was the leader by agreement on their first encounter in the
Stevensville Hotel and Spa on 35th.
She re-directed everyone on how to form a human mass of writhing bodies,
quite enjoined and quite entwined, completely. They would rock away the night
while humming folksongs from Estonia and West Angola. All of seven years, the weekly meeting of the
Sexy Six was called to order by our Phyllis who directed Rosie, Moses, Billy,
Sarah and a rotten thug named Hannibal to do her bidding. Rosie was extremely happy, now, with her new
partners and she thrived and came alive.
She started painting and composing music and short stories for her group
of sexy partners. Soon, the others
joined her and began creative writing courses and art classes at the
university. Together, they were quite productive
and prolific. They acquired a reputation
for good art and literature and made a lot of money at art fairs and book
stores. Rosie’s book “On Having Sex With
Everyone,” was a best seller and was sold for movie rights to Paramount and
would be acted out by Brad and Angelina, Gwen and George and Susan and that Tim
that lives with her. All members of the
Sextet lived to be an hundred twenty, save for Hannibal, unfortunately eaten by
a cannibal. Amen.
THE END
© izzy sommers, md, Welland, Canada, July 26, 2013
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