Bayou Dreams Rougaroux Social Club 01 - by Lynn Lorenz

Author:Lynn Lorenz [Lorenz, Lynn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Gay, Fiction, Erotica
ISBN: 9781611183818
Google: Vz-TtgAACAAJ
Amazon: 1611183812
Publisher: Loose Id, LLC
Published: 2012-01-19T11:00:00+00:00

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After theyd turned off the main highway, the truck jostled over a gravel road with only its headlights to guide the way. All around them the darkness was a solid curtain of black, almost like something physical.

Scott pulled up in front of a small raised cottage and parked. “Were here.” “Right. Lets get this over with.” Ted got out and waited for Scott to join him. They walked up the steps, and Scott knocked. The door opened, and a small

woman with a cigarette dangling from the corner of her mouth stood in the doorway, wearing a flowered housedress and pink fuzzy slippers. The word Princess was embroidered across the tops of them.

“Thats him?” She eyed Ted, then nodded. “Come on in, cher.”

“Thank you, maam.” Ted nodded and stepped past her into the living room. A black cat stared at him from the back of the sofa.

“So, youre the mate for my Scott, huh?” Her eyes twinkled as if she thought this was the funniest joke ever. “Not exactly. I think both Scott and I have determined that wouldnt be a good idea.” Ted glared at Scott, folding his arms across his chest.

“Maman, please. Just do the ceremony.” Scott ran his hand over his face.

She nodded, went into the kitchen, and came back with a flowered pillowcase, a candle, and a box of matches. “Scott, you carry the shovel.”

They followed her outside. Scott picked up a shovel leaning against the side of the house. “Here, take my flashlight, Ted.” Scott handed it to him. Ted flicked it on and shone the light on the ground, ahead of the old woman. The cat padded along, weaving in and out of the light as it danced around Scotts mothers feet, always just one step away from tripping her. They reached the end of the clearing around the small house and stopped.

The cat sat as if waiting for something.

“This has to be done just right, or it wont work. Even then, Im not making no promises,” she said, then took a deep drag of her cigarette and flicked it into the damp woods. It hissed as it hit water.

Ted shone the light around. They stood on the edge of the swamp. Here and there, moonlight shimmered off the dark soup.

“Are there alligators?” he asked.

“Sure. Snakes, gators, and mosquitoes big enough to carry off a small child.” She cackled at the joke. “And dont forget”—she paused for effect—“the rugarou.”

Ted jerked the flashlight to her face, and she cackled.

“Hes a skittish one, Scott. Good-looking, but skittish.”

Then she stepped into the darkness, and Scott motioned for Ted to follow. He played the light on the ground and found the path she took.

The cat didnt follow them.

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