Naked Red Lips:

Simone’s Notes:

According to Ovid, the Sirens were the companions of young Persephone and were given wings by Demeter to search for Persephone when she was abducted. However, the Fabulae of Hyginus rather has Demeter cursing the Sirens for failing to intervene in the abduction of Persephone. The Sirens might be called the Muses of the lower world, Walter Copland Perry observed: "Their song, though irresistibly sweet, was no less sad than sweet, and lapped both body and soul in a fatal lethargy, the forerunner of death and corruption." Their song is continually calling on Persephone. The term "siren song" refers to an appeal that is hard to resist but that, if heeded, will lead to a bad result. Later writers have inferred that the Sirens were anthropophagous, based on Circe's description of them "lolling there in their meadow, round them heaps of corpses rotting away, rags of skin shriveling on their bones." As Jane Ellen Harrison notes of "The Ker as siren:" "It is strange and beautiful that Homer should make the Sirens appeal to the spirit, not to the flesh." For the matter of the siren song is a promise to Odysseus of mantic truths; with a false promise that he will live to tell them, they sing,

Once he hears to his heart's content, sails on, a wiser man.
We know all the pains that the Greeks and Trojans once endured
on the spreading plain of Troy when the gods willed it so—
all that comes to pass on the fertile earth, we know it all!

Mustang signed his last paper for the night. A satisfied smirk came onto his face. All finished and early. This called for a little victory celebration. Already lined up. Mustang picked up the phone and dialed her number.

“Hello?” Daphine asked on the other line after two rings.

“You ready down there?” her boyfriend asked.

“All I’m missing is you, done?” the nurse replied.

“I’ll be right down.”

“Super fly!”

“Bye.”

“Bye.” They hung up together. Mustang took a moment to sit back and smirk. Then, he packed up his things and left his office.

Daphine stood at the front of Central Headquarters, waiting. She had just finished touching up her make-up when she heard footsteps. The woman looked up and saw her date smiling at her.

“Hey there,” he said. Daphine smiled as she put her compact mirror in her purse.

“Hey you,” she said. Mustang looked her up and down.

“Ready to go?” he asked. Daphine gave him a sexy little smile.

“Take me out of here,” she said.

“As you wish,” her boyfriend replied. They headed out into the city.

As they walked around, Mustang turned to Daphine.

“So where are we going tonight?” he asked. His girl turned to him with a smile on her face.

“The pictures,” she said.

“I see. What’s the feature?”

“Some French movie, I forget the title.”

Roy raised an eyebrow at her. “French movie?”

“Yeah. Is that a problem?”

“I just never pegged you as a fan of foreign films.”

“I’m not.”

“So why are we going?”

Daphine gave him a little grin. “I found a way to make them better.” She lightly clutched his hand.

“Really now?” her boyfriend asked. “How?”

“You’ll have to see when we get there,” she replied.

The Carousal stood bold in all of its old glowing, glory. They theater displayed old foreign films every night. Daphine always made an attempt to avoid this place. But tonight, she had a little experiment to try out with Mustang. Her date paid for the tickets and they went inside. The film started after they took their seats in the balcony.

So, what was the movie’s plot? A silly little love story? Daphine didn’t care. If not for the subtitles, she wouldn’t even have a clue what they were saying. The nurse glanced over at Roy. He looked at the screen as bored as she was. Daphine gave herself a little smile. Time to get to work.

Daphine slowly slid her left hand into Roy’s lap. He didn’t react at first. The nurse smirked as she unzipped his trousers. Her hand disappeared down his pants. Mustang’s eyes glanced downwards into his lap.

“What are you doing?” he whispered. Daphine only shushed him.

“Just watch the movie,” she whispered back. Roy tried to focus on the screen in front of him. Right…, the nurse thought. She began working down her boyfriend’s trousers to his knees. His boxers followed suit. Daphine leaned in close to his ear.

“Don’t move,” she whispered. “Focus on the screen and keep quiet. Blink once for yes.” Mustang blinked once in reply. His girlfriend smiled and stroked on his shaft. Slowly at first. Roy took in heavy breaths as he read the subtitles to himself on the screen. Daphine licked her lips as she slowly sped up. The hot flesh under her palm became nice and stiff. She chuckled in her mind. Perfect!

Daphine sank down to her knees in front of him. Mustang would’ve looked down, but Daphine held up her hand.

“Eyes on the screen, buddy,” she whispered. Roy quickly complied. The nurse took his member into her mouth in inches. The sweet sucking followed in one heartbeat. Mustang’s breathing quickened with each second. The subtitles started blurring together in his mind. He gripped the arms of his seat as Daphine’s tongue trailed up and down his shaft. His girlfriend smiled to herself.

It’s working!, she thought. This is better than what I pictured in my head. The nurse sped up on the observation. Focusing on the boring movie became a challenge to Roy pretty soon. He couldn’t look down or cry out. Just watch the movie and enjoy. Well okay then. He licked his lips at the challenge. My, my, my Daphine, he thought. I knew you were a bit of a slut, but you’ve even surprised me this time.

When the screen said, “The End,” Mustang shot off a powerful blast in his girlfriend’s mouth. Daphine sat back and swallowed with a smirk. Once she had licked her lips, she sat down next to her man.

“How was the movie now?” she asked. Mustang nodded with a grin.

“Can we watch this film again next Friday?” he asked. The nurse giggled.

“Don’t see why not,” she replied. He took her by the hand and led her out of the theater.

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