The Luna's Yellow Dress

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't escape. It should be retained for as long as possible in my r

r clothe with all the perfumes on it, even if the clothe is unclean, you wouldn't want to wash it. It doesn't help that bey

s I fix myself a dinner of scrambled egg toast. It

won't place a bet on it. I can't be foolish enough to

ocking. She enters and slams it behind her. "My goodness," she screams in her thin voice, flinging b

ut Suzy's workplace nor the rain, so I steer the conversation exactly in the direction it should go. "You wouldn't believe what happened today,"

e aware of the world and its vices. Suzy, two years younger than me, was hitting puberty at the time too. Her chest was beginning to form, but it was apparent she wasn't aware, because she kept leaving it open all around the family

r breasts open again!" Then dad would caution her absentmindedly from somewhe

ting that evening when dad returned home vomiting out blood. Suzy and I panicked and cried and

lution of course was moving out of the house. Our extended family helped us put it up for rent, while Suzy and I moved into this little place somewhere far away

ry and non-obscene as her hands. One evening I noticed a mole close to her left breast

taking a bite on one section of my toast, the best to

she's too shy to say it. She has vowed never to eat my food, saying I put too mu

he was here right in this room, sat ex

only her panties on. "I would have known straight away that you're lying. But this time around, you aren't pu

e whole story from the very beginning "... And that's how, dear sister, that's how this particular gown got left behind by the Luna. Ch

and carefully observes it. She looks

ts to my nerves. She claps her hands excitedly while at it and suddenly sto

dispute Suzie's false claims with my counter-facts. "No, it isn't,"

. "It wasn't the Luna you rescue

na is," I retort. "And for fuck's

m me. "It's not like I can wear this to anywhere. Asides the fact that I've got my pride to protect, the palace uniforms are patented. You shouldn't be caught we

say to her. "It sm

don't smell anything. Just the sme

smell and who I saw today. I'll let this case be, so I grab the magazine Suzy had tossed on the couch, open it and pretend to read it, anythin

bs the remnant of toast on the plate. She bites it.

royal jobs. Two librarians, must have ten years of experience. Fifteen personal guards. (The requirement for this is lo

at the palace? Twenty maids? Fifteen extra personal guards? "Hey Suzy," I cl

ing around three times you

scream. "T

d," Suzy says. "The palace maid you gave my gow

retort, refusing to fall int

for the positi

ff aren't my thing, and I definitely got no ten-year experien

requirement?

the 5th. That is tomorrow. Applicants must appear at the palace by 1p.m. Applicants must be physically fit.

ing and loo

ave experience using guns," Suzy echoes the last requirement between gigg

her exposed skin gives me enough room to tickle the hell out of her r

o work at the palace, deadline is tomorrow. Get it off your mind, I tell myself as Suzy comes over to lie on the

n my fingers t

ng from the very