*Why wasn't I invited to the wedding.....?* Peter asks, stupidly and unintentionally reminding Jadeviper of her marriage vows
The Swamp
Jadeviper laughs and kisses Peter gently on the cheek. "We had more than enough people at our wedding without inviting people we didn't know yet" she replies, an ironic smile on her lips. Sitting next to Peter, she studies him intently, trying to fathom him out.
I am not at all like the "cartoonish" person people think I am Peter says as he brushes more leaves from her skirt
Laura now awakens and after carefully analysing the situation, decides that her help might be needed here. Her romantic dreams had left her tuned into the matters of the heart. 'Hello you two and good morning' she says. 'What lovely hair you have' she says to Jadeviper. 'But there is something tangled up there in your curles, behind, you can't reach it yourself' she continues. 'I wish I could stay and help you with it but I have to go and get me something to eat' she smiles apologetically. 'Maybe peter could help you clear it' she says with a wink and leaves.
Surprised to see another person and now realizing he had stumbled into a swamp for bored housewives, Peter thanked LAuRa and asked wouldn't she care to stay and help him untangle Jadviper's curls?
Jadeviper beams at Laura "How did you sleep? And did you dream the dream you wanted?"
Jadeviper reaches into a pocket in her long, flowing skirt and pulls out a hairrbush. She sits with her ankles crossed slowly brushing her long wavy hair.
After staring at her ankles and watching brush her lovely hair for almost one hour, Peter awakens from his trance and asks *do you always carry a hairbrush in your skirt pocket*
Laura had been making her leave but found herself drawn back when she heard the questions. 'Dreams? Yes, I dreamed what I dream about' she answered softly, smiling. Turning again to leave she tried to gesture peter to take the brush from Jadeviper. Why didn't he understand that brushing someones hair could be a very intimate act... Planning to come back later in the evening to see how things have developed, she finally disappeared to the bushes.
Taking his cue from the departing Laura, Peter took the hairrbrush from Jadeviper and asked her if she would like to sip a Bailey's while he brushed her hair. 😉
mosquito appears suddenly out of oblivion and hugs all and then goes to a comfortable corner under a tree and lies down singing a metallica song.
mosquito signals for a raven to get him something to eat.
mosquito - feeling insanely bored - goes to the swamp cinema alone to watch a movie. Still the swamp seems like a dark deserted place with no soul to talk to.
Jadeviper stretches and wriggles into a comfortable position in front of Peter, her shoulders leaning gently against his knees. At the offer of Baileys she smiles and licks her lips before accepting a small glass. She takes a tiny sip and closes her eyes as Peter begins to brush the full length of her hair, all the way down to her waist.
Orophin with his elven powers senses the goings on in his forest swamp, rushes Ewan to the scene at Neo style flying speed. "Oh my gosh i gotta save her from karate kid", Ewan agrees with a pained look, noting that its not very comfortable when ice cold winds moving at about 1000 mph is blowing up your kilt.
Jadeviper looks up and takes in the situation, wondering what will happen next.
While some readers of this tale may think Peter is playing with fire given Ewan's close proximity, Peter is not concerned. He knows deep in his heart what Jadeviper really wants, and as long as it does not involve Warez, there is not much Ewan can do as Peter seeks to satisfy Jadeviper's desires.
*It has gotten quite hot in this Swamp again* Peter says to Jadeviper. *Perhaps another Bailey's?
....and is there anything under your sleeping mattress you would like to show me or tell me about?* Peter asks
Jadeviper blushes, though whether this is from the alcohol or from the mention of certain articles under her sleeping mattress is uncertain. She casts her eyes down and accepts another drink, feeling the warmth spread through her body as she hugs her knees and remains silent.
I have ordered us some lunch, said Peter. Their Bailey's Terrine is actually quite special here. Perhaps you would like a head or a foot massage to relax you more while we wait, he said as he gently brushed her golden hair back from her forehead
Jadeviper smiles lopsidedly, recalling that she had Baileys terrine on her wedding day. Leaning back against Peter she hides a yawn behind her hand, and tries to fight off sleep.
Belatedely realizing that he needs to turn-up his wit to keep Jadeviper interested (and awake), Peter suggests that they lay down together for a nap until Laura returns. He beckons Jadeviper to his arms.
Jadeviper looks quizzically at Peter at the idea of lying down for a nap as a way of keeping her awake... she gently lies down next to Peter and tucks one arm under her head as a pillow.
*Will you sleep?* Peter asked *or can I interest you in something else?* he said as his lips brushed ever so lightly against her neck
Jadeviper sighs as a shiver runs through her body but she shifts her position and relaxes further, almost asleep.
Not remembering the last time he had such an effect on a woman, Peter hoped and hoped that Laura would come back to the Swamp and help him ignite the fires within Jadeviper that he had unknowingly let burn down to cooling embers.
Jadeviper sighs in her well-needed sleep and turns over, her back to Peter now. Her long curls have fallen across her face and there are a few stray leaves caught up in her hair again, tempting Peter to move closer and gently remove them, stroking her hair as she sleeps.
Laying like to spoons front to back in a kitchen drawer, Peter not hestitantly anymore strokes Jadevipers curls and absentmindedly brushes leaves off her neck. Yes it is definately getting hotter in the Swamp, as the afternoon sun pulses through the heavy air.
Jadeviper sleeps soundly in the heat of the afternoon, vaguely aware of the comforting presence of Peter, his hands gentle on her skin and his breath deep and slow on the back of her neck. She smiles unseen in her dreams.
Running out of pulp fiction cliches, Peter wispers anon and closes his eyes and joins Jadeviper in her dreams.....
Jadeviper may well dream for a long time, until she gets back from her holidays on Saturday!
Laura finally returns. The day had been long and full of agony - the thick bushes, high ferns and the entangling swamp trees had made it almost impossible to her to push forward and get back. She had cuts on her arms and bruises on her legs, but now she could finally breath more easily knowing that she was in the safe haven again. Wondering what had happened during her long absence, she looked around and saw the sleeping couple. She smiled.
Jadeviper stirs, hearing Laura approach. Quickly taking in the cuts and bruises, she sits up and beckons Laura over to her. Sitting her down beside her, she reaches into another pocket of her flowing skirt and pulls out a small velvet bag. From the bag she takes a piece of cotton wool and a bottle of saline and starts cleaning the cuts on Laura's arms, taking care not to disturb the clots that have started to form. Satisfied that the wounds are clean, she returns the saline bottle to her bag and withdraws another, this time witch hazel. Taking another piece of cotton wool, she begins stroking the astringent liquid over the bruises on Laura's legs.