Jazzmin Flush (83) "Gnarly"

   
   "Jazzmin Flush (83)"  "Gnarly"
   
   Jazzmin Flush was not crushed concerning her circumstance of being on the boyfriend lam with the seductively sick Merlin Pope; moreover, ignoring Thomas' telepathic, canine howls in her head, begging her to arrive at her common senses, the California girl blocked him by way of being bizarrely bought and purchased by the gnarly danger of it all.  Pope and her along the rocky shore in the Pacific Northwest, watching many an Orca dive from the cold water, before summoning their fleshy selves downwards into their aquatic turf.  
   
MERLIN
This is nice.  A fine young female and her escaped, deranged, and yet dashing middle-aged manfriend.

JAZZMIN
Cut it out Pope--I'm just figuring things out is all.

MERLIN
I think you dig the danger.  Young, fertile lass alongside a man that offers feline femininity; plus, the bold, saddle-riding determination of true man.

JAZZMIN
Are you trying to brag on your carnal abilities?

MERLIN
No--I am not good in bed.  What did Christ say in the Gospels?  Nothing is "good" save God.  As a result, I am weird, pulsating into the other, drawing their crushing wave out of them, and into me.

JAZZMIN
A real soul sucker.  Great.  Now lets talk about something else save sex.

MERLIN
Am I making you blush dear Jazzmin?

JAZZMIN
Don't feel honored or special or anything dude.  I blush easily.

   Merlin simply smiled and looked away to the unearthly Orca.  Jazzmin Flush bit her lip; next, blushed.