I have a provisional series title now; ‘Nantucket Slayride’.
Previous parts are HERE.
100 words, PG-13. I think.
“You can’t tell me that wasn’t perfect,” Darla complained. “I used to do this professionally. And that was perfect.”
“The sex was great, Darla,” Angel told her. “I just don’t think that anything could make me perfectly happy right now, I’m feeling so down. Anyway, if I lost my soul, Queequeg would harpoon me.”
“I don’t think so,” Darla said. “He’s otherwise occupied right now. Listen.”
Angel obeyed and could just make out a distinctive voice nearby.
“Oh, Queequeg,” Drusilla moaned. “Bravest harpooner in all the land. Burning baby whales swimming round your head. Harpoon me baby one more time.”