Anna In The After Life #10: Going Down On The Boardwalk

by
Charles McCarthy

Anna walked quickly along the street, looking out at the beach and the sun settling into it's watery cradle for another night. The smell of the salty sea air embraced her nostrils and she felt truly calm for the first time since her death. Moreover, she could see the Venice beach pier coming up not to far in the distance, so she was sure she would make it before the Master left. She would finally find the Master.

She stepped onto the pier and started to walk out towards the end. Tourists, exercise fanatics, and weirdos swam around her in a sea of humanity. With every step she could feel the Master's presence growing stronger, and she could understand why no one had wanted to try to explain his power. It shot through her like little lightening bolts and a sense of satisfaction wrapped up in a snickers bar.

Finally, she saw him, and she knew it was him. He radiated a visible light of energy from his olive skin to his long and very curly black hair. As he turned and looked at her, he looked into her. He saw through her and into every bit of her being. He engulfed her supple body, her giant heaving breasts and womanhood, and her soul with his gaze.

The light in his eyes seemed to be even stronger and more powerful than the light he radiated, yet it wasn't blinding, she was able to look straight into his eyes. His body was boney, strong, lean, and sinewy as if someone had carved him out of wood and wrapped him in leather chords, and yet it was somehow soft and inviting. Somehow even the giant calluses on his hands seemed soft.

"You have come," he spoke gently, "I have been waiting."

Every word he spoke seemed to find its way deep into her heart, her soul, and her womanhood.

"Uh-hu. Are you the Master?" she asked, knowing the answer.

"Yes Anna."

"How, how did you know my name?" she asked in wonder.

"I know all of your names Vickie. I even know your stripper names, Misstickle, Tiff Anny, Cheetarah...Should I go on?" he patiently listed.

"Wow. Dang, I don't remember all them."

A slight breeze swept across the pier and tickled her already aroused skin, and for the first time she looked down and saw the Master's circumcised man sword. It was splendid and glowed with a power of it's own.

"What's yur name?" she asked with the answer in her heart.

"I think you know, for my name is known around the world. I preached love to all when I walked among the living. My song was a song of love for all, for the meek, the sick, the poor, and the trodden down masses."

"JESUS CHRIST! Yur Burt Bacharach?" she exclaimed with a look of total confusion on her face.

"Yes and no. I am pretty sure that he is still in the land of the living," he told her calmly and with love, "But my name matters little. You have come here to learn and I have been called the greatest teacher. I will teach you."

"Wait. So what's yur name? Why won't no one tell me? Dang it!"

"I have many names. I am the Christ, the Teacher, the son of god, Jesus of Nazareth."

She stared at him for a long time without responding, and then she spoke slowly, "Yur Jesus? What happened to yur hair?"

After many hours of explaining many things to her the Master showed Anna the light of his love, and then he showed it to her again and again and again. The boardwalk and the pier shook with their lovemaking. In every position, in every place possible in the general Venice beach area, they made love. He taught her to focus her powers and to call upon them at anytime. He showed her that self love is the first love, and how to touch herself inside and out using her desires and energy to touch the world and move it in mysterious ways. His man energy filled her and mixed with her already powerful sexuality.

Through his teachings she understood many things. She still wasn't exactly sure who the Master was, but he taught her how to move the minds and bodies of men and women in the physical world with the ease of a sneeze, but with all it's power.

One day he held her in his arms after giving her the light of his word and the light of his fleshy man sacrament, and looking into her eyes he said, "You are ready Anna. It is time for you to go out into the world. It is time for you to continue on your journey, to spread my teachings, and to find your killer. You have the power now to change the world. You have the power that is in all people, but now you know how to use it."

"Will I ever see you again?" she asked, her body quivering from his last lesson, and the sadness that came with thinking of leaving him.

"Yes. You will see me in every face of every person you love. You will find me in every beauty. And, if you need to feel me, you know where I live, Venice Beach. I love you Anna," he wove his words into her heart, head, and soul, "Now go."

Anna stood and slowly walked away from his light, the light that she would always feel the heat of no matter how far she walked from him. She looked back, and he was gone.

A car horn honked, and she turned to see what was going on, and a familiar voice called out to her, "Hey pussycat! How about a ride, a glide, a slide across the country again in another direction, another circle in the turning wheel of life?"

She saw Jack hanging out the window of a beat up red El Camino driven by a punk rock chick with a bright red mohawk. He was beating out a rhythm on the top of the car with his hands as he shouted.

"You know anything about findin a killer?" she shouted back.

"All I know about is the mind killer of inaction, the muddled blackness that tries to shade the imagination with every drop of time you loose forgetting that you can think."

"Uhhhh...well, I guess that's...Okay!" she said, running and jumping into the back of the El Camino that had already started to move.

A feeling of excitement and energy rushed through her. She hadn't been in the back of an El Camino since the last time she was in Panama City. Her woman energy tingled with the memories it brought back, and she stood and shouted as they drove off down the road.

"Whhhhoooooo Hoooooo! I'm gonna find my killer!" she shouted, mixing the redneck mating call with a declaration of purpose, her breasts swaying in the wind as she shook her body, arms reaching into the heavens above.

Anna In The After Life #9: A Helping Hand

by
Charles McCarthy

As Anna flew through the air, time seemed to slow down. She could see the ground rushing towards her, and she was sure that, that evil lady was going to catch her and hurt her. She let out a scream of fear.

"HELP!" she screamed as she fell.

Suddenly, out of nowhere, a hand reached out and caught her hand and pulled her up and onto the back of a speeding truck.

She looked back to see Anna Lee shaking her fist violently, so violently that her whole body shook.

"Dang! I guess that's why they call them Shakers."

Turning to see who her savior was, she found herself looking into the face of an angel, her son Daniel. She reached out and grabbed him and hugged him tight.

"Danny! You saved my life!" she cried with joy, shoving his head into her breasts, "What are you doin here? You saved my life!"

Finally she let Danny free from her embrace.

"What am I doin here? What are you doin here mom?" he said with a smile, "I thought you were doin so well. How did you die?"

"I don't know. I'm questin to find my killer right now," she replied excitedly, "Oh! Maybe I'll try to find your killer too."

"Mom...you killed me."

"Dang? I did? Wha?" she questioned with her head swimming in confusion, "I killed you? Why? Wha?"

"Yeah mom. Remember the aspirin you gave me when I got to the hospital? Yeah, well it was actually methadone," he explained, "It interacted with a bunch of other stuff and killed me."

Anna grew sad. She had killed her son. She was the worst mother in the world. How could she go on.

"I killed you? I'm a terrible mother," she cried, "You should have left me back there.

"Hey, it's okay," he said, hugging her, "Dude, life when you're dead rules! I'm so much happier now. I was just on my way to a rave at River Phoenix's house."

Anna held his shoulders and took a good look at him. He had never looked better. He was happy.

"As long as you're happy."

"I am," Danny responded seriously, and then asked, "Where are you going? You can come too if you want."

"I'm tryin to get to Venice before the sun sets, so as I can find the Master. People keep tellin me that my powers are too strong, an he has to teach me," she explained, continuing, "I have to be able to use my powers, so I can find my killer."

"You'll like the Master," he said, looking around, "You better jump off here. Venice is that way."

Anna looked in the direction he was pointing, and then without thinking she jumped off of the truck. She rolled to a stop on the ground and got up.

"I'll see you later. I love you Danny, my baby Danny!" she shouted to the truck, as it sped away.

Dusting herself off, she started to walk along the road into the setting sun.