Idolatry

Idolatry

All men are fetishists, some of the esteem, prestige and other most of their desire.

David strolled calmly between the shelves of the little antique shop recently opened near his home. Back after a long day at the office, he had stopped at this place that was on its way. He liked the stuff we found there, the little treasures you can not find anywhere else. The shop was rather small, several locals were happy to see this new trade. This was different from existing businesses for many years. There were four high shelves and even a corner, furniture and household electrical appliances. David went through a curious look, every object, each shelf eager to get their hands on something that he liked. He loved watching and owning antiques used by people, there are more than forty or fifty years.

His research seemed mundane, every thing was more annoying than the last, then he saw her. It was as if everything that surrounded him, disappeared to give it a splendor limitless. A small figurine! She had to do fifteen or twenty inches high, made of rosy stone and smooth. It represented a woman with enchanting features, slender body and lustful, she had long legs and a face of a beauty and a mythical glow. His fingers were strangely long and curiously had only three fingers, no thumb, twice as long those of a human finger and had to have central three times normal size. She had very long hair that fell neatly carved up its size. She was naked and each feminine feature was carefully worked.

David slowly approached and peered the figurine, until one old lady came to talk to him.

"Five dollars," she said in a mushy way.

David sat back and looked at the lady.

"Five dollars, really?"

The old shook her head.

"What is this figurine?" asked David.
"This is Roxanne." said the lady. "This is Mr. Langelier he brought one of his many trips. It is a goddess of a people of wild or something."
Strongly attracted, David said. "Where can I find what Mr. Langelier, please?"
"It will be complicated, because Mr. Langelier was killed by his wife."
David raised his eyebrows in surprise. "My god, it's horrible."
"In court, she was accused of poisoning her husband because she discovered that her husband had a mistress."
"It's really sad. Finally, I would buy this figurine."

David reached into the inside pocket of his jacket and grabbed five dollars. He gave to the lady, evidently pleased to have made a sale. They bowed politely and took each direction. For David, he headed to his car, while the lady went to the bus stop near the shop. On the way back, he said he could have offered the lady of the lodge with him. He continued his journey, the figurine on the passenger seat, and found her apartment in the Plateau Mont-Royal. David was not working in Montreal, every day he would make a journey of forty minutes to get to work, but that does not bother him, not for twenty-five dollars an hour. Upon entering, David was greeted by his lovely girlfriend, he kissed his arrival.

Mary-Anne, his girlfriend gave him tenderly kiss her, then noticed the figurine. She immediately stepped back and looked at the stuff, with a grimace weird.

"What is this atrocity?" asked Mary-Anne.

David placed the figurine on the kitchen table and emptied his pockets, as he did every evening from work.

It's Roxanne, I found it in the new antique store. It only cost me five dollars.
"Five dollars? For two dollars more, I could find us a good dvd and spend a romantic evening." laughed Mary-Anne.
"I should have known that I am the only one to appreciate this beauty."
Anne-Marie felt uncomfortable. "Forgive me my love, I did not want to offend you. I've cooked us a meal, sit down as I bring you your dish."

It is in a mysterious silence that took place almost a meal. David looked Roxanne does relentlessly. He examined and was intrigued by his features so fine, so precise. The more he watched the more he noticed a new thing, he would never have discovered. He noticed a tattoo on the inside of the right thigh of the figurine, a symbol unknown to David. He continued his research until Mary-Anne intended and said in a gruff voice.

"I realized, I'm going. See you when you have some time, whenever you want to do something else than watch this stupid figurine."

David jumped up and followed his girlfriend in the lobby.

" Mary-Anne, do not go, I only took a few minutes to look at what I bought and ..."
"Few minutes!?" "repeated Mary-Anne. "David, is twenty-one thirty!"

Then Mary-Anne slammed the door, her coat in hand. David returned to the lounge and stared at the clock on the wall. He was really twenty-one thirty. Already three hours! Bah! I do not need permission. I have the right to do what I want. he thought. Then this thought David went and took a shower, brushed his teeth and lay down on the sofa to sleep as he always did when Mary Anne was not sleeping at home.

Upon awakening, David got ready to go to work, what the routine! He dressed well and took his personal items he had placed on the table last night and put them back in the pockets of his trousers.

Before leaving, he started, without realizing. "At tonight Roxanne." And closed the door behind him.

The day was like any other, or he took a few minutes of his break, to call Mary-Anne and apologized for his reaction yesterday. He proposed to invite him to a restaurant and then spend the evening, hugged on the couch listening to classical music or watching a good movie, which she accepted immediately.

The evening before returning home, David went to Mary-Anne, who lived with his parents and brought to the restaurant of his choice, Lotus Flower. The meal was unparalleled and wine pimenta the charming couple, so they decided to leave earlier.

Upon entering the apartment, Mary-Anne and David could barely control himself! They rushed to the bedroom and undressed without ceremony and David jumped on Mary-Anne as if he was under the influence of an entity less common sexual practices. Both embraced with a boundless passion, then when it was time, Mary-Anne was surprised to find that his partner seemed closer to take action. He lost all its vitality. He went from to beast to frigid, his loss of libido was surprised and really upset.

"It's going darling?" she asked.
"Yes" he replied uncomfortable. "I do not understand, I ..."

Mary-Anne did not seem to understand either.

"This is the first time it happens to me, Mary-Anne."
"That's me? Because our quarrel yesterday?"
"No!" Well sure it is not. I do not understand. "

Mary-Anne stood up quickly and dressed. David noticed a tear running down the cheek of his girlfriend. So he took a blanket to cover himself, and he followed her.

"Mary-Anne! I swear it's not you, it might be the wine..."

A little drunk perhaps, Mary-Anne reacts rudely frowned and closed behind her door, with all his might. Good god! What I have done to God for that to happen? David thought. He sat at the kitchen table and put his head between his hands. His eye fell on Roxanne. Finally one that does not cry over me. he said. David grabbed the figure slowly and looked again. So beautiful and perfect, he never despaired see such beauty in a normal woman. Too bad you're stone, I would have gladly invited to come out! he said. Then he stroked the figurine's fingertips, as if it was almost forbidden.

David jumped up, went back to shower and washed his teeth. Again he prepared to spend the night on the sofa. Upon taking place, David got up, fetched his figurine and placed it on the coffee table in front of his sofa and fell asleep, his eyes on his beautiful statue.

In the morning he got up and as every day for years, he went to work. He telephoned again to Mary-Anne in the hope of coaxing him and said she had nothing to do with his erectile problem yesterday.

Mary-Anne seemed to understand, she was no longer under the influence of wine and she understood. But when the couple were about to reconcile, a female voice was heard on the line.

"Forget, I'm there myself."
"David, who's there?" asked Mary-Anne.
"I don't know." he replied.
"It's your mistress?" That's why you did not want to make love, you have found another to do it for me! "

Mary-Anne was hysterical and insulted David by all possible styles, which continued to deny he had a mistress. Then Mary-Anne finished with.

"You'll be sorry, David!" she hung up.

David had a horrible day and when evening came, he was against the heart that he left his job. He kept thinking about Mary-Anne, all because of a figurine. He almost regretted having acquired this figurine. Cogitate while all of this, his conception of the situation changed. This is not the fault of Roxanne, if Mary-Anne is in this state! It's her fault if she could listen before reacting in this way, everything would be solved! Why would I want to Roxanne or myself? David went from sorrow to anger and went home, as soon as he could. On arriving, he went to the small bar in the lounge and grabbed a bottle of whiskey and a glass. He filled and emptied, then a few seconds later, again. Then he stood by the window, engulfing the whiskey until it is no longer able to hold the bottle. From a tottering step, he went to the sofa and fell pitifully.

"Mary-Anne!" he quarreled. "Why did you do that? I adored thee me oh Yes I loved you. I'm alone here. It only remains for me nothing."

David stood up and preview Roxanne still motionless on the table. He seized it and placed it on his thigh.

"You're the perfect woman! Nice and quiet! You never deceive me, or I will cry over, you never cost me a sub or not you doubt my word. If you could understand what I say. "

Vision blur of alcohol, noted David something he had ever seen. Roxanne lips bulged as if she was ready to receive a kiss. Having lost her mind, David approached the figurine's face and laid a tender kiss. Then he rested. David became aware of his actions and was amused. He laughed. Suddenly a strange sensation in his throat was felt, he stopped laughing quickly.

First it was like an itch and a burning sensation. David had more difficulty breathing and put her hands to her throat. Choking, trying to scream for help. David fell to the ground and he was took violent convulsions and followed intense suffering. Ten minutes later he took was a violent nausea and vomiting on the floor. He was disoriented for a few moments and then turns off.

The next day he was found on the ground, lifeless. Immediately we thought of poisoning. When we discovered the body, we immediately noticed his lips two small black spots, such as coal.

Nobody noticed a second small symbol engraved on the inside of the right thigh. A second symbol for a second victim.

Karole McDowell 2010 - (c) Reproduction is prohibited without permission from the author.