Peep Show:

Simone’s Notes:

A peep show or peepshow is an exhibition of pictures or objects viewed through a small hole or magnifying glass. This may or may not be a sex show, although the latter kind has eventually become the most common usage of the term since the advent of cinema and television, which largely replaced the various kinds of entertainment provided by wandering showmen. Peep shows, also known as peep box or raree show trace back to ancient times and are known in various cultures. It could be a wooden box with a hole or several holes. It contained a set of pictures which the show-man can set into a viewing position by pulling the corresponding string. The boxes could be decorated inside to resemble a theatrical scene. The show was accompanied by "talk show" that explained what was happening in the show. Common subjects included exotic views and animals, scenes of classical drama or masques, court ceremonies, and surprise transformations, e.g., of an angel into a devil and of course, lewd pictures. Raree shows were precursors of toy theatres, with movable scenes and paper figurines, popular in the 19th century.

The way Edward Elric saw it in his mind, Nurse Derdra Chopin was a goddess and Stacey Beale was the high priestess. Stacey resembled Derdra in more ways than one. Her looks, ambition, big dreams, big heart, deep-running kindness, over-powering innocence, everything that was in Derdra was in Stacey. The only difference was that Stacey was more tangible to him than Derdra was. “If I can’t have the goddess,” Edward reasoned. “I can have her high priestess at least.” And that’s how it went. Edward would show the girl his “love” for her in the most cruelest ways. He were rape and abuse her so violently that she was afraid to go near any boy now. Tonight was no exception. Edward was in a “confession” mood and needed a way to cure the burning itch in his soul. Derdra was out of his reach at the moment, so he went to the next best thing.

Edward stalked Stacey for the whole day. He had memorized her route so perfectly. Everyday to went to therapy, a nice little walk to the park, and then straight home. The walk to the park was Edward’s best bet to have her. He followed her every step to the park. The alchemist stayed close and hot on her trail. He could almost taste her sweet young flesh again. “Come on, Stacey!” the monster thought in lust. “This sinner needs some redemption.” At last, Stacey turned a darkened corner. The opportunity was now high. Edward leapt forward and grabbed the high priestess from behind. Stacey tried to scream and fight to get away, but it was no use. He was much stronger than her. The incubus overpowered her in seconds. Stacey was out cold because of the pressure. Then he dragged her away to “confess his sins” to her.

Moments later, Stacey woke up in this hot red booth. She quickly felt into a deep panic. “Not again!” she thought in worry. “I must be dreaming! Yeah, that’s it! I must be dreaming!”

“No!” a voice hissed from the other side of the thick red paper screen. Stacey froze in real fear this time. Right then, she knew this wasn’t a dream at all! She was in hell yet again.

“Edward?!?” she asked in shock.

“Yes!” the monster replied. “It’s is me! And I have a few confessions to me to you!” Stacey was really confused now. She wasn’t expecting this at all.

“Confessions?” she asked nervously.

“Yeah!” Edward replied. Stacey sat there in fear. She didn’t like the sound of this at all. Edward would always do sinful things to her. What could he want to confess to her?

“You see,” he said. “I put in coins into the slot on this side, the screen drops down, and I see your pretty face!” Stacey was still concerned.

“That’s it?” she asked in worry.

“No,” Edward replied. “I tell you what I did while look sexy and strip for me when the screen drops.” The “high priestess” became worried again. She knew something like that was coming. That was when the girl looked down and noticed her clothes. She was wearing a tight and skimpy red mini-dress with glitter spaghetti straps. She had a long red feather boa around her shoulders. A gold clip was in bangs. Her lips and face were heavy with make-up. She looked like a child prostitute. “What happened to my uniform?” she thought in fear. Edward just smirked to himself on the other side. “This should be fun!” he thought. Then he took out gold coin in the slot. The veil dropped down quickly. Stacey looked at him confused. Edward tried to keep his cool on the first try.

“Well come on!” he encouraged. “Act sexy while I talk!” The girl looked at him in fear. She realized that she no choice at the moment. So she tried her best moves at the moment. Edward looked satisfied so far.

“Much better,” he said. “Now, forget me priestess, for I have sinned.” Then, the screen shut closed. Edward put more coins in the slot. The screen dropped down to so Stacey again. She began lightly rubbing her small breasts. The alchemist grinned at her in dirty way. “Very nice!” he thought. “She learns fast!”

“My last confess was in June to my goddess,” Edward went on. “But anyway, I have kill three women tonight alone.” Stacey looked afraid as the screen closed again. The monster smiled again. He pulled out more coins and stuck another one in the slot. The screen dropped down again. Stacey was shimming her shoulders now. Edward was really happy now.

“I drank these three women dry of blood after I raped them,” he seemed to be bragging. “Oh, they were great! The blood was the finest that I had tried. It wasn’t as good as Alex’s however!” Then the screen closed again. Edward put more coins in the slot. The screen opened once again. Stacey was slowly sliding off the straps of her skimpy dress. The incubus alchemist was really drooling now.

“And last week, I raped and killed eight women,” he bragged. “They were my most before this harvest! Oh what great fun it was!” Then, the screen shut again. The alchemist put more coins in the slot. The screen dropped open again. Stacey was slowly rolling off the top of the dress. The strangest thing kept happening. The more she seduced him, the more he felt to share with her the gory details of his sins. They all seemed to be the same thing. Only however, each story was much worse than the last one. Edward seemed to enjoy confessing his sins to his poor victim in deep great aroused detail. He mentioned Alex and how he dragged the poor soul to be entertainment to his incubi and succubi friends a couple of times.

“Oh sure they can ‘love’ and take care of him real good,” Edward told her. “But none of them can love and care for him like I do! That is why Little Alex belongs to me and only me. Sure the others can play with him, but they just can’t have him!” Stacey was really scared out of her mind tonight. The worst thing about these confessions was that he had no real guilt or remorse for what he did. This monster seemed to be proud of his crimes. He seemed to wish that he could do them all over again, only make them better than the last time. That was what made Stacey terrified. She was worried that more these confessions to her would follow. The high priestess really hated what the next set would bring and how bad they would be.

“And the strange thing is,” Edward added on. “I really love it! I just love being a monster. I love being violent with these women. Oh the fear in their eyes! The worry about losing their lives in the end. And those are just the ones I actually kill. Oh yes! I spare some of my victims to become just like me—cold and heartless monsters to get up and kill more for this blood-soaked harvest!” Then, the screen shut closed for the last time tonight. Edward looked down into his pocket for more coins. When he realized that he didn’t have any, he turned to the screen and smiled wickedly.

“Oh well,” he called. “I’m out of coins tonight. Looks like we’ll have to stop for right now.” Stacey was both relived and afraid. Relived because they were stopping for the night. Afraid because she knew that there would be more later after this one. Edward then walked around to the booth and unlocked it. He roughly took Stacey in his arms and processed to drag her out of the booth. The girl didn’t even bother to fight back this time. What would be the point? He was much stronger than her and he would force her into submission. So instead, Stacey looked up in deep worry.

“What are you doing?” she asked in fear. “Where are you taking me?”

“Home!” Edward replied coldly. “Unless you want to say here for the night, priestess!” Stacey nodded in deep fear. She didn’t really have a choice at the moment. Edward smiled at her wickedly again.

“So nice that you trust me after learning that I too am just a poor soul living in torment for my sins!” he said to her aloud. “Shall we go now?” Stacey nodded in deep fear and trauma. Her eyes seemed to be pleading with her to spare her life. Edward kept smiling at her wickedly.

“Great!” he replied. Then, they headed out into the deep night.