Seducing Mr. Kourke

Chapter 10

Mr. Kourke's car stopped outside an old fashioned building. Mouldy and green, I looked towards the passenger seat to Mr. Kourke. He looked at me with an encouraging smile and nodded towards the building.

"Come on, this is my home."

I sputtered on my spit. This...this is Mr. Kourke's house? The real life and brick?

"This is your house?" I asked, fazed.

"Yup, it's mine. Quite a looker ain't he? Now come on. It's getting cold."

I jumped out of Mr. Kourke's car and made my way to the front door.

"Don't worry Nora," he said "No one lives here with me because I am one lonely motherfucker. I live on my own unfortunately."

Thank God! If I saw another woman in his life- that will be one more person I'll have to kill.

He opened his door with his green fingernail and invited me inside.

I went in elegantly.

The entrance glistened with pride. Pictures of Kourke hooked me in. One stood of him standing naked with only a single leaf to cover his dignity. There was one where he was drinking beer, eyeing the camera ever so diligently. Another one- he was on a ship, side view; looking like a model. Stubble to perfection, he got me spiraling out of control. I went to his living room, I was astonished.

Pure white leather sofas were decorated on the sides of the walls. Clean and prestige I stared at them long and hard. Surely after that; my devilish stare caused the walls to disintegrate ever so slightly.Wooden shiny floors sparkled as I stared at my reflection.

Brown streaks against the wooden veneer were astounding. Slick with professional touches, the sophisticated strokes were amazing. In the middle of the living room stood a rich brown, crafted oak dining table. Scrubbed to its best ability and carved with fine man made hands.

And then- what indulged my eyes was a chandelier that hung from the ceiling.

Crystal and elegant, it hung, dazzling with light. A fifty inch Panosonic Flat screen TV hung freely from the wall. A Windows 10 newest laptop was stationed near the secluded study area with a desk and a lamp.The floor was clean and vacuumed nicely. Everywhere looked prim, neat and intricate.

"Sorry about the mess, I didn't have time to tidy up."

"No worries," I said, waving a hand of dismay.

In fact- that gave me an idea.

I didn't get to finish Step 4 earlier on...why don't I just do it now?

"Sir?..."I asked quietly. "Maybe...I could help? You know- tidying up and all.

Mr.Kourke looked at me with widening eyes. His nostrils grew wider and snot exploded from his nose. I closed my eyes and embraced it; hoping for the best answer.

"Yeah...yeah,if you want to Nora, that would be great."

I mentally jumped with triumph. I could finally complete Step 4. Thank the Kheavens.'.

First I grabbed the white sofas and spat on them violently. The acidic black fluid burned through the leather as I licked it clean; leaving a faint black residue.

Mr. Kourke helped,pulling the chandelier and watching it scatter on the wooden floor. He then ripped the floorboards from the ground and karate chopped them into pieces. The bare ground then revealed soil and worms wriggling around. Rats emerged from the earth and scuttled along the room. Mr. Kourke smiled with joy.

I took off my jeans and urinated in the ground. Black mushrooms appeared from the ground almost instantly. I then drew out a long quantity of my acidic saliva and spat on them, watching them die immediately.