Far Out!

Lickety-Split Scarlet

A random moment in the life of the Overkills...

It's a warm summer day with blue skies. One afternoon, Scarlet and Herb stroll down the street of a London shopping district. This area is home to low-key types like hippies and maybe a few lowlife villains. Street vendors line the footpath, selling items like clothes, jewelry, incense, records, and all that other groovy 60s stuff.

They're wearing casual clothes and designer sunglasses. Herb's legs and arms look more gangly than usual in his short-sleeved shirt and shorts. Wearing a flowery sundress, Scarlet is turning heads left and right—from both men and women.

Herb wants ice cream, so they stop at an ice cream truck. He orders a large vanilla cone and then asks if she wants one. Scarlet shakes her head with a "No thanks, I'm fine." He pays for his cone and then they continue their stroll.

While window shopping, Herb stops before a hardware store to gawk at new models of lawn equipment. He voices the idea of updating their robot mower to make it more efficient. Ideas start spinning. He stares at the display, thoroughly distracted.

In the meantime, Scarlet is casing the joint so she can return later and steal it all for her darling husband and surprise him with the new gear. Then she notices his ice cream is starting to melt in the heat.

"Herb, you're dripping."

Herb doesn't answer. He's tripping out on complex equations in that psychedelic state known only to super genius inventors.

She grabs his wrist and starts licking the ice cream before it drips onto his hand. At first, all she's concerned about is preventing a sticky mess, but then her licking slows down. The cone is super tasty and she's really enjoying it. As her tongue moves sensuously across the cool, creamy treat, she releases a soft moan of pleasure. Herb has incredible taste in ice cream.

Eyes closed in bliss, Scarlet squeezes his wrist tighter and keeps licking. She's oblivious to the noise, the passersby, the vendors hawking their wares. Nothing matters at that moment except the delicious flavor exploding in her mouth.

Herb turns to her in surprise. Gets caught up in how sexy she looks licking his cone. Of course, this scene reminds him of other things she's licked with that wicked tongue of hers. His shorts suddenly feel tighter. He starts thinking about finding someplace more private so they can fool around.

Even though she's eaten half the ice cream by now, Herb doesn't bother to stop her.

After a final lick, she releases his hand. Catches him studying her with his heated, half-lidded gaze. She blushes.

He takes a bite of ice cream and then gazes down at her tenderly. "Thanks for rescuing my cone."

Scarlet slips her arm through his as they resume walking. "You're welcome, babe. But hurry up and finish because I'm still hungry." She flicks her gaze up at him, a smoldering look in her emerald eyes.

Herb knows exactly what that look means. He wolfs down the cone as fast as he can.