Jazzmin Flush (80)

   
   "Jazzmin Flush (80)"
   
   Jazzmin Flush did conclude--nothing.  Lost to a whirlwind of weird from Merlin Pope; plus, nagged by Thomas' ultra-carnal intentions into sharing his divine energy with her in corporeal fashion, merging and making her become a synergy with the dandy dude.  Yup--she adored the arctic wolf, but violation of her carnal fears; her puristic ability to see why Christ addressed women in the New Testament as simply:  WOMAN!  He did!  Knowing their intentions, for they were incarnate--in the freaking flesh!!!  And hence, they must be bothered by the lust in their loins--but, is intercourse ever not lascivious?  Would it always feel so to the very very asexual Jazzmin Flush, California Girl with cascading strands of gold, blowing it forth from her effulgent eyes with kiss-me lips to reveal a sophisticated Saint?  Yet some Saints simply:  Got Some.  It was all too obvious.  She could either enter into mystical matrimony with Thomas, or run away.  All that damn simple.