See Red … Part 7 … in The Walter Sebastian Corbett Saga
Written by Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka Granny
Artwork by Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka Granny Gee
Live each day … put excitement in your life but … don’t be like Walter Sebastian Corbett. By Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka Granny Gee.
Walter Sebastian enjoyed his life … it was full of excitement. Of course, he had to help himself have fun. That’s what life was all about … right?
Walter Sebastian was bored … and when he got bored there wasn’t any telling what would happen next. Damn, he had such fun at the beach several weeks ago. His favorite color was red … he got to see it … everywhere! Liquid red … thinking about it made him begin to crave to see it again.
He laid back on his couch … put his legs up on the back of it. He scratched his balls in deep thought. What could he do to generate some excitement … see red? His eyes glazed over at the pleasure he felt touching himself … and seeing the red water brought about by the sharks at the beach.
Walter Sebastian played with himself as he thought … soon he felt such wonderful relief. He fell asleep while seeing red … thoughts of what he was going to do to make fun things happen.
Several hours later Walter Sebastian woke up feeling refreshed … hungry. He went to the bathroom and pissed up a storm. He liked to see how far he could piss … he stood back several feet to pee. Didn’t matter if it wet the floor … commode … what mattered was he could step back farther to piss. He had a strong pisser.
Walter Sebastian walked out of the bathroom without washing his hands. The thought never entered his mind that he had germs on his hands. Damn … he was hungry!
He walked into the kitchen … stood with his hands on both hips. What do I want to eat? His mind went to the container in the refrigerator … in the container was one of his favorite foods. There was even some red in the liquid it all sat in …
Walter Sebastian opened the refrigerator door never seeing the wilted lettuce, moldy cheese … dead roaches …dead flies … he did see the large, plastic container with … red liquid in it.
He took the cold container out … set it on the countertop. He went back for 4 eggs, scrambled them … opened the container and took a large spoon … dipped out some of its contents. Damn! This was going to be good. Saliva dripped down one side of his mouth.
He let the big, slotted spoon drip for a minute … put the contents of the spoon into his eggs. He whipped all up … poured into a hot frying pan. There was nothing like good old brains and eggs! Nothing!
When the brains and eggs were cooked … Walter Sebastian put them in a paper plate. He picked up his fork … his hand shook as memories came flooding back … when he got his brains … to eat with his eggs.
Screams sounded in his mind … blood-red curdling screams. Eyes wide open with pure fear … snot pouring from a nose! This was good for his appetite … it made the atmosphere for eating brains and eggs good! He closed his eyes to eat, savor … all the while he watched his memories in his mind … he was at a movie in his mind. He was the star!