1 A Small Glimpse into the future 1

A rifle as long as an old man's stick faces between my eyes with hardly any distance between us. A slimy black snake as well as a white snake are entangled with both my ankles, ironically, my legs are not able to slither away from their grip. I can feel soft cushioning on my back which is keeping my hands and torso bounded with itself. And hopefully; lastly, a knife which is just about to have a taste of my ever so exposed neck; but it's greedy owner won the race, as she is already busy having her first lick, with a tongue which is way slimier than the slimy snake.

Ha, Ha, This is probably the most bound up situation in a while. This has been happening a lot these days. I miss those days when I was the one on the dominant side, and these girls used to quiver like confused virgins, who blushed and struggled to make eye contact whenever I bought my face close to theirs. "S..ss.s..see....s...Sss....Se..se.....SEX???" I recalled a moment of my past with a girl whose face was turned into the darkest red I ever saw a girl blush. She stammered for a while before she could spell the three lettered word properly. She is the same girl who wanted to have sex the other day while we were on a mission in the shopping mall, and the next thing I remember is that we ended up having sex inside the trial room. She is the same girl who forced herself on me yesterday while I was busy watching 'The cockroach man, homecoming'. And she is the same girl who is pointing her rifle towards me at this instant.

And again like every time, I have no idea what any of these girls are thinking as of this moment, but I may know what they want, and I also know what I want. Any wrong move in this state can lead me into a possibly permanent shift of my goal. If I knew that someday these girls would turn into such monsters, I would have never even thought to tread in their paths; oh wait... Actually on second thought, I may have always known that these girls would turn into ferocious monsters in the future, but what I never thought would happen was their obnoxious obsession towards me.

Also have you noticed it yet?..... There is another odd thing here, which is hard not to notice. I am a special cop here who is supposed to chase after the bad guys who in this case are these girls; and these girls who are supposed to run away from me, fearing they might end up with life imprisonment or even death sentence; Instead, they were chasing after me like hungry wild dogs since past hour.

Sorry, to whoever and whatever came between this chase. I accept the fact that the damage done now was no less than the damage done in an average crossfire. Honestly, a part of it was my fault. I mean, even though I knew I couldn't run , rather escape from them, I still thought I had a chance. Even if it was a little bit, I kept clinging to the hope that at least today I would get a chance to escape from their trail.

Sorry, in advance to all the other girls absent here, who will anyway expect a 'sorry' from me the next time we meet. Sorry, to the girls who are going to send me today's dinner, cause I may not have dinner at home tonight. Sorry, to those girls who are about to sneak into my bed tonight and are about to get horrified by my absence, cause I may not sleep on my bed tonight.

I see a face being reflected on the dark eyes of the girl holding the gun. The face of a human, who is loved by some, hated by some , and loathed by some. The face which was the same in the past, which was the same when I decided to start my new life as a cop, and it is even the same now... Maybe I should give plastic surgery a shot.

But for now, I shiver slightly with a frightened smile as I give a blank stare in await for an unfair trial, to what these girls call as 'The Judgement', and as expected I have no lawyer on my side and every time, I am ruled guilty by default. The only thing decided in this trial is the gravity of my sin and their rewards/ My punishment and how long I will have to spend time in a room locked with them.

Things seem to have calmed down a bit now. But I am still in the same place and position entangled with them from head to toe, but still my every breathe and limited movement is being monitored. The reason I know things have calmed down is because there is no longer a knife near my neck, instead, that girl is hugging me ever so tightly with both her hands and is slowly savoring the taste of my cheek while having a lick. The rifle no longer is facing towards me, instead, the mouth of the rifle is being wiped by a cheerful face, the face which indicates that the person it belongs to is lost in happy thoughts. A face which shows no signs of hostility it had a moment ago. This complete change in expression in itself is scary when seen from close.

"I will have lunch with him, tomorrow. Venue will be my house. The lunch will be cooked by me. And you will have to eat till the last bit. Even the peas and bell pepper." The soft yet large body behind me, who caught hold of me first using a spinal lock, spoke aloud her wish.

"Agreed" All girls agreed to her demands, despite having a bitter 'Nicely thought' face. And so the trial started.

"I want to rub my cheek on his cheek for a day"

"And, I want to rub my cheek across his tummy for a day" The twin snake sisters came forward with their wish.

"Rejected" The remaining girls said concurrently.

"1 hour" The girl cleaning her rifle came forward in a bargain.

"Deal" The twin snake sisters jumped in joy while hugging each other, but they still had their snakified arms carefully entangled across my ankles.

Now the girl hugging me, retracted back her tongue and started making her wish " As for me, this time I want...."

And like that the trial continued.