Swordplay

Part 10

Moira pondered this the whole evening. Even in her dreams, the questions didn't let her rest.

She sat in a bar. The stale air smelled of cheap schnapps and smoke. When she looked around, she saw her father with Lif and Druidus on a nearby table. All the three of them were stark naked.

"On escapades." Her father lifted his glass.

"I care not whether fat or slim, I fuck all women on a whim," Lif rhymed badly and knocked back his schnapps. Moira's father patted his shoulder jovially and waved the waitress closer. Before she arrived, Druidus put his head on his arms, began to snore, and dissolved.

Lif licked his lips and stared into the blonde's buxom neckline. "Wicked!" His eyes widened when the woman's dress vanished. He reached out with both hands grabbing her breasts. His tongue shot out, long and sticky like a frog's. It slid over the waitress skin, and she laughed. The woman hung her breast into Lif's wide open mouth and rubbed his manhood with one hand. Moira fought not to watch but her gaze couldn't leave Lif's ecstatically twisted face. His moaning and his growing greed filled her vision, pink and wet, until her father addressed her.

"Hi honey," he said and laughed.

Moira shot up. Sweat soaked her nightdress and she panted. It took her a long time to calm down. When she felt better, she went into the bath, had a shower, slipped into a fresh nightie, and crawled back to bed. But try as she might, she couldn't sleep. Finally, she picked up her sleeping aid, the book "Techniques for Ascertaining the Truth" by Excelsior van Steen. According to the subtitle, it contained "Significant and Useful Inventions for the Daily Work of the Gendarmerie Magique," but it was written in a very boring style. Still, she needed three chapters before her eyes closed.

When she woke close to midday, she still remembered the dream. While she cooked, tidied her flat, and made a walk in the nearby park like every Sunday, she tried not to think about it. In fact, the warm, slightly windy late summer day was made for forgetting everything and for enjoying the beauty of the big parks in the city center, but the dream wouldn't leave her. Moira wondered why, in retrospection, Lif's sexual greed neither shocked nor surprised her. She had always known he couldn't resist a willing woman.

She pushed her hair from her face and breathed the park's fresh air consciously. The trees around her looked parched, and the benches, usually filled with countless people, mostly empty. Surely, the families normally filling the part frequented the city's swimming pools. Moira sat on a bench beside a small lake and watched the ducks dabble. She didn't understand why her father and Druidus appeared in her dream. Were they the reason why she couldn't forget about it? Especially Druidus part was weird. Why did he fall asleep and vanish the minute the temptress appeared? Does that mean my subconscious refuses to judge him? Or isn't he interested in big bosomed beauties, and my subconscious noticed? She leaned back, enjoyed the warm sun on her skin, and pondered the questions until a shadow fell on her. She opened her eyes and realized the sun was on its way down behind the multi-storey houses. It wouldn't be much longer until Lif would pick her up. Oh, well, she thought. At least there won't be any unpleasant surprises with him. Since I already know he's only tru to himself, I won't shed a tear when he'll be gone in the morning. A relationship isn't important anyway.

She went home to get dressed. Deliberately, she chose a dress with a very low neckline and short skirt, added the full length velvet cape with the hood and her low-heeled dancing shoes. She used little Make-up, except for the dark-red lipstick that she applied generously. The, she settled in her favorite comfy chair and grabbed the newspaper. An article with the headline Unsolved Murders caught her attention. Curious, she read.

Three murdered homless people are currently worrying the Gendarmerie Magique. As affirmed by a spokesman, several facts are still unclear although first clues have been found and are currently explored. It would be too early to talk about a serial killer, said the spokesman. He emphasized that all victims had been found soon after the vicious deed. Due to this lucky circumstance, the evidence was still fresh. The last victim was found this morning in a privater bower with the same wounds like the other two bodies. The Gendarmerie's spokesman was confident that they would catch the murderer soon. Still, it is feared in the general public that more people will die before this happens.