Minding PQ

The gothic looking structure that sits high upon a hill has intrigued Luke for years.  The rumors about the place are rampant and have become more unbelievable with every passing year.  Luke drives past the gated entrance every day, but today the gate is open and the young man cannot resist.  The door to the secretive domicile is unlocked and it appears that no one is home.  As Luke swishes dirt from his hands, the clapping sound summons a peculiar little man who takes him directly to Papa.  Papa is the man who must be pleased by everyone who dares to enter his refuge uninvited, and Papa’s requirements for pleasure are very specific and must never be questioned.

Excerpt:
“This is Luke.  He has come for a visit.” 

Luke opened his mouth to correct PQ, but then immediately closed it.  The man called Papa grabbed him by the arm and pulled him onto his lap.  Papa was a big attractive man and not at all like the little man assumed by Luke to be his son.  He held Luke tightly, bending him backward over the arm of the chair.  He draped Luke’s legs over the opposite arm of the chair.  Luke tried to sit up, but the man was not going to let him go anywhere.  Papa stared at him. 

“What have you brought me, Luke?” 

“I…uh, nothing.” 

With one swift movement the big man ran the zipper down and pulled Luke’s hidden gift from the tightening jeans.  Luke began to squirm. 

“You have brought me something.” 

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Luke grabbed onto the arm of the chair, and the man smiled.  He heard the shuffling of PQ’s feet and then he caught a glimpse of the head as he walked into the room. 

“You are one of our larger guests, Luke.” 

PQ giggled and put his hand over his mouth.  He removed the measuring device and held it in his hand.  “Now what, Papa?” 

The older man glared at his son.  “We will give our visitor the house special.”