Ramblings of a Wielder

Take 2

By Fire

Hi all. Sara Pezzini again. I just thought that I would let everyone know about my little kiss with Jake at Badlands. After that night, I never thought about Jake the same way again. Not that I didn't think about how nice he would look all wrapped up in my bed sheets before, but after that I had something to really go on.

I was standing at the bar, in my fake mustache and glasses of course, minding my own business, well mine and everyone else's, thinking about what a jerk Jake was being about not coming with me.

The look on the mans face when I told him that I was gay, poor thing actually believed it for a minute. And believe me I was tempted to show him just how gay I wasn't. Anyway, back to my little story.

Anyway, I was standing there and I happen to glance over and whom do I see? My partner, sipping a glass of white wine no less.

"Jake?!" I was shocked and then almost melted through the floor at his smile.

"Thought you might forget something." he grinned and held up a roll of coins.

"Jake!" I grabbed it from him before anyone else could see and he just calmly took another sip of his wine. We stood there for just a few minutes when I noticed the suspect, the one and only suspect that we had in this case, walking toward us.

"Kiss me Jake." I said.

"But Pez...you're a guy!" Jake protested and I grabbed him and drug his lips to mine, just so he wouldn't protest anymore mind you, no other reason.

Then the REAL surprise came. The man may be a rookie cop, but he is not a rookie at kissing! The man could kiss! By shear will power alone I was able to remain standing, but even my will power isn't that good. My knees turned to water, I swear I thought that I was going to go right through the floor.

The first thing I noticed after my initial shock was that he tasted like the white wine he had been drinking. Now, on most men that would have been repulsive, but on him, it was better that double chocolate fudge brownies after a really bad day.

Have you ever had wine flavored Jake? Try it.

Uh... on second thought don't. Then I would have to kill you, and I would really hate to do that. Okay sorry, mind was wandering again.

I just let him go and walked away. If I hadn't, the man would not have had any clothes left, and everyone would have known that I wasn't a man and possibly found out about the Witchblade.

You know now there's an idea. Hmmm...Would be allot faster to just shred his clothes to pieces than to rip them off. I might just have to try that one day. Nice imagery, huh?

Well someone is at the door. Gotta go!