Written by Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka Granny Gee
Artwork by Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka Granny Gee
When Hell bust open ... I want to be drinking Coca-Colas and eating peanut butter crackers! By Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka Granny Gee.
Several hours later ... found Walter Sebastian waking up from his nap. His room glowed with sunshine ... Walter Sebastian felt a beautiful feeling in his heart. Oh, God ... thank you for everything ... what the hell?
It all came back to him ... he'd been saved while at church this morning! He didn't want to be saved ... he was bad ... he was very, very bad. As bad as they come ... there wasn't any saving Walter ... but, it seemed there was a tiny shred of human decency left in Walter Sebastian. Walter Sebastian was going to get rid of that.
He stretched out on his big bed ... his eyes caught sight of his shorts. As bad as Walter Sebastian was ... he loved colors. He didn't let others see that about him ... thus the colorful shorts that were hidden from others.
Purple polka dots on a green background. Purple and green were Walter Sebastian's favorite colors. He could stare at his shorts all day. He slid out of his shorts ... held them up to look at them. They were still ... clean. When he showered ... he would put them back on. Walter didn't believe in washing clothes unless they were dirty. Dirty was when ... he saw something on them. Walter never smelled his own ... dirty.
Two times Walter Sebastian had gone to church to find a woman ... each time had been a disaster. Walter Sebastian was going to go to church one more time. Walter Sebastian did everything in ... threes. Walter Sebastian never did anything past a three ... there wasn't ever a ... fourth time. If there was ever a fourth time ... that would be because Hell froze over.
Walter Sebastian was in his own little world ... he pleasured himself. He always seemed to be jacking off. Walter needed a woman and he needed one bad. When Walter finished ... he felt a ... what in the hell was that feeling.
He tilted his head to the right ... a voice spoke in his head ... 'Praise God!' He blinked his eyes, shook his head. No way was he thinking about ... God. That was the furtherest thing from his mind. Besides ... with all the things he had done ... there wasn't any coming bad. He had taken ... evil ... to a whole new level.
Walter Sebastian decided he was going to the beach for a little while. He put his Coca-Colas in his little cooler ... bagged up his peanut butter crackers ... grabbed a yellow and white towel. On the way to the car he would grab the blue ... white striped umbrella. Damn ... he almost forgot the most important thing ...
The little vial sat in the refrigerator in a tray with other vials. Each held a red liquid ... blood. One little vial always brought Walter Sebastian so much fun ... he grabbed one, put it in the pocket of his swimming trunks. Today he had on black swimming trunks with white polka dots.
It was time to go to the beach. Walter Sebastian was looking forward to sitting back under his umbrella with his Coca-Cola and peanut butter crackers. Damn the two together tasted so good! He couldn't wait. Walter Sebastian was going back to the beach! Things were just too good since he went to church ... Walter couldn't have that.