by Anton Wills-Eve

Here’s the title of your post: “An Offer I Couldn’t Refuse.”

Set a timer for ten minutes, and write it. Go!

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Old Dr. Faustus was nearing that age  when his love for Margarita was not so much seen as a Romeo and Juliet affair, you know where little Miss J turns it on so hot for gallant Master R that he cannot resist her tempting eyes and Marylin Monroe figure, but more as a simple dirty old man with throbbing lusting loins ogling a pretty young  wench.

This is where the booming voice from the skies makes him an offer he cannot refuse.

“Lovely isn’t she? You really want her, don’t you? ‘Course you do! Well I’ll make an offer you can’t refuse. You’ve been offered seven years with her, haven’t you, as long as you agree to go to hades afterwards. Right?

Faustus nodded.

“Well, here’s my offer.Forget the troloppe and you can spend  eternity in paradise with me and all my lovely angels and saints. What do you think?”

“Wow, God, you sure know how to get your man. Yippee! Heaven here I come. And as for you Maggie, you can go to the devil!”

Anton Wills-Eve

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