| Fiona hid in the garden. She was rubbing her hand
obscenely under her skirt. Why was everyone so late coming home?
Her husband and children had gone out, while she had just come home
from a long day of claims adjustment. The breeze between her legs was
heavenly. She felt silly and excited rubbing herself in her garden.
She could hardly notice the vine rising up from behind her. With a startling
thrust the vine plunged inside her moist mound. Fiona gasped but, could
not utter a sound, something in the vine had paralyzed her. "What kind of
vine is this?" she thought as she tried to tug it out with both hands.
She began to rise off the ground. "Oh, please don't let the neighbors see."
She could speak, but her face was red.
Fiona felt dizzy as the vine rose up to the clouds. A Black Bird rested on her leg.
She could see all of the city. And an Angel appeared and spoke to her,
"All creatures live. All creatures are related. You have made an offering to
the green. You are one with the land." Fiona smiled and restfully bowed her
head, hoping to set things right again. She wept and warm sap oozed out her mound.
"You will be the mother of an elemental, Mahasakti a shining God." She smiled.
The vine throbbed and whipped her about. Fiona tried to balance herself, while
clasping her hands in fervent prayer. The Angel flew down and snatched her off,
placing her gently in a lawn chair in her garden. "Thank you!" she exclaimed
and stood up to wipe the green oozing sap from her legs. "Jesus." her husband,
Charley, grabbed a hose and sprayed her. "Honey, I'm a Mitzu woman. We're
going to have a plant God." Fiona said and hugged her husband. He had not
seen the Angel. "Your nuts!" get inside before the neighbors see you.
And so began the first intercourse with plants.
Let the leaf cover your loins.
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