David & the Devil

David & the Devil

I was walking over Baptist Gap, a place where three Baptist preachers on their way to a church meeting had been killed by Indians in the 1700s. Or so legend had it. You never know about those old stories, do you? Could be true, who knows?

I was on my way to do a job in Claiborne County, TN, that had to be done right away if I was to get paid. I had a pocket knife and 12 cents in my pockets. I was really broke, having spent my money on candy and ice cream.

I was wearing bib overalls and a flannel shirt that was a “hand me down” from my brother Paul, and a black army campaign hat. I felt really tough and capable, and kept my rifle in my hand. I was wearing high topped tennis shoes. I had just found out about sex from my last job, and I liked it!

The path up Baptist Gap was steep and rocky, and had been used for at least two hundred years. I was only 14 years old, and the path still wore my butt out. It was only 6 miles, but had too much going uphill! Sheesh!

I was looking for a place to sit down and rest when I saw the woman. She was setting on a fallen log. Lord, she was beautiful. She had long, beautiful blonde hair, and her boobies stuck straight out. Her skin was white and unblemished. And me in bib overauls, oh Lord.

Her clothing could be seen through, which showed her boobies off really well. She had on gold sandals. I tripped and almost fell down looking at her, she was so beautiful. Am I a klutz, or what?

I felt my mouth drop open, and closed it as fast as I could. I didn’t want her to think I was stupid, or had never seen a beautiful woman before. Why in the world was a woman like her out here in the woods, anyway? Why was she dressed like she was? What the hell was going on here?

I remembered I was carrying a rifle in my hand, and made sure it was not pointing at her. I walked as slowly as I dared toward her, trying to look nonchalant and as if seeing someone like her was just an everyday thing to me. I had seen some girls and women, but none like this one.

Lord, I had never seen a woman as pretty as she was. I was afraid I might die if she looked at me. I wanted to be cool and collected, but it was difficult to even think straight with her boobies showing like they were.

I hoped to get by her and be on my way, so I wouldn’t have to speak to her. I was afraid I couldn’t talk I would be so tongue tied. No such luck, as she looked at me and said “hello, David.”

Whoa. How did she know my name? This didn’t seem very lucky to me, to be met by a stranger who knew my name. “Hello, lady, how do you know my name, and who are you?”

“I know everything about you, David. I know you are on your way to kill a man for a woman who is going to pay you $100.00 and some sex for doing it. I know you have killed several men in your short life, and I am here to offer you some help.

I know many things about killing people, and I know your mother is a witch, and you are her seventh child, and are destined to be a warlock” she said. She looked steadily at me, with a small smile on her lips.

How in the world did she know all that? My curiosity now had the best of me. I had to find out who this woman was. After all, I didn’t need anyone knowing all about me. She might tell the lawmen about me.

I thought about just shooting her and going on my way, but you never knew who was walking the trail. It was a popular trail from Speedwell to Middlesboro. Besides, she was too beautiful to kill, if it could be avoided. If not, then I would shoot her. She would be the first woman I had killed.

Then I noticed she had two men sitting close by watching us. They were dressed strangely, and didn’t look any too substantial. “They are obviously ghosts,” I thought to myself. Jeez, what now?

“Don’t worry about my companions; they are with me as advisors and helpers. They are both dead, and have been for many, many years. The small one is my friend Alexis De Tocqueville, a very smart man. The tall one is Henry Tudor, a former king of England. They both serve me.”

I had no idea who they were, just two ghosts with strange names. She waved her hand at them and they just disappeared. Now we were alone.

I wasn’t scared, since I had seen ghosts before, but never in the day time. My granny summoned and talked to ghosts all the time, and I was used to seeing and hearing them. But I had only seen ghosts at night. I knew they would not hurt me. How did she get ghosts in the day time, anyway?

As she spoke I realized I could see up her dress all the way to her crotch. She wasn’t wearing any panties, and she didn’t act ashamed. Her face, while beautiful, had a hard caste to it that was somewhat scary, and I felt a chill in the air even though it was June. She had an alluring smile though, that held promise of many mysterious sexual things.

Who the heck was this woman? Was she a witch, like Granny? I sat across from her, so I could look up her dress. She knew what I was doing and didn’t seem to mind. She spread her legs open. I just looked at her and enjoyed myself. If she was showing, I was looking! I didn’t know women had hair on their crotch! I liked how delicious that crotch looked.

“David, I am here to offer you a deal. I would like to see you become a powerful and rich man, a political leader, and I have the power to make that come true for you, after you become a warlock” she said.

“Can you help me to get a lot of girls, and not get into any trouble over them? My mama thinks I am going to wind up in prison over some girl,” I said. Mama was always warning me to leave the girls alone.

“I’m not sure I want to be a warlock, because then you have to talk to dead people and heal people and stuff,” I said. She just looked at me and said “We will see what happens to you in the future, David.”

She got up and walked over to a large stone. Now I saw the wings on her back. They were big and folded up. She stretched them out for me to see. “Are you a fairy? I asked.  “No, I am an angel.” Holy smoke!  An angel, talking to me.  “I thought angels were sort of like God,” I said.

“We are not like God. We are more like humans. My name is Lillith, and I was once the main Goddess of earth, and Adam’s first wife. Let’s not talk about me anymore, though, but let’s talk about you, my little killer”, she said as she smiled at me.  That smile melted my heart, as my sister would say when she talked about someone she liked.

“How would you like to have the power to kill anyone you want, or to have sex with any girl you want, and all the money you want, and never have to worry about getting caught? She said as she looked at me with a grin. “I can give you all that and more,” she said.

“Well, yeah, I would like that. But what do you get out of this? “Not much, just your love and devotion, and your immortal soul,” she said. “And you can also have sex with me as much as you want. It will be an experience you will never forget.”

She talked funny, and said things I had never heard before. What did she mean by “Adam’s first wife?” Where was Eve? But I was still looking at her crotch, and it seemed the more I looked the more I loved her. I had never felt this way before, and I had never seen a grown woman’s crotch before. I liked it! I had to have her love, or at least some sex, from her.

“Alright, I will do anything you say. I want to have all the stuff you said, and I want to make love to you,” I said to her.

She smiled and laid back. Suddenly the rock she was sitting on became a bed, and she motioned me to her. How did she do that? Turn a rock into a bed. Well, she was an angel, after all, so what the heck.

I knew what to do with a naked girl, and I immediately started to mount her. “Stop. You must kiss me and hug me first, and then you must kiss my butt,” she said.

Kiss her butt? No way, man! I’m not kissing any butts, even if they are angel butts. Holy crow, is that crazy, or not?

“That is how you show your devotion to me, and I am clean as can be. You must do it to seal our bargain,” she said. I stood and watched as she turned over. I remembered Granny saying the witches had to kiss the Devil’s butt when he showed up, but I always thought Granny was just telling me some bullshit. I guess she was telling me the truth, after all.

I looked at Lillith’s butt, and it was beautiful and clean looking. Then I kissed her butt. What the hell. It sure wouldn’t be the last butt I kissed! Then I turned her over and got down on top of her and the ride began. It seemed we were floating above the earth as we made love, and I felt us turn over and over again and again.

When about an hour had passed, I guess, she said for me to get off of her. I did, and pulled my pants back up. I didn’t even feel tired. She adjusted her skirt and then stood over me. She looked down at me and said; “Have the blessings of Lillith, in all you do.

No bullet or knife will harm you, and no policeman will see you. You will grow wealthy as Midas, and you will be my servant forever. Your soul is now mine, and I will watch over you forever, to protect you from harm.

Go now, and spread death and destruction throughout this mountain land, as your ancestors did,” she said. Then she disappeared. Just plain disappeared from view, like old Alex and Henry had, and they were ghosts. Holy Smoke, now that was scary!

“Holy moly, what have I gotten myself into this time?” I guessed I would finish my job and get paid, and then go talk to mama and granny about this angel Lillith. They would know what to do. Walking along the path I tripped over something.

Looking down I could see the corner of a metal box that had been buried, sticking out of the ground a little. I dug it up with a stick, and beat it open with a rock. Inside was a bunch of gold coins. Holy Cow, I was rich!

I knew this was Lillith’s doing. I filled my pockets with gold coins and tucked my shirt into my pants and used my shirt as a holder for the rest of the coins. I headed home with the gold to show mama. I would kill Jim Miller tomorrow, and collect my pay from his wife. Life was good! All from kissing an angel’s ass, too. I headed down the mountain to home.

When I got home, the whole family was there. I walked into the house and went to the kitchen. I took the coins out and placed them on the table, and began sorting them. My mother came in and looked at what I was doing and clutched her chest. I hoped she wasn’t having a heart attack!

“Where did you get the money, David,” she asked. She looked worried. “I found it, Mama, and I met an angel named Lillith. She had two ghosts with her named Henry and Alex, and she knew all about me and you,” I told her.

“Well, I guess your training as a warlock will begin now, and you may as well accept it. Perhaps you can use it for good instead of bad,” mama said. I never did much that was good with the knowledge I received from mama and granny and Lillith, but I sure did use it to kill a lot of men.

Author’s note: The story of Lillith is from the Jewish Kabbalah. Legend says that God originally gave Adam a wife that was equal to him in every way. However, Lillith was headstrong and rebellious, and God banished her and made Eve from Adam’s rib.

Lillith went on to become one of the goddesses that ruled the earth, and became the patroness of witchcraft and magic. She is still around, and is a helper to Lucifer, who is ruler of Earth.

This story is, of course, a work of fiction.

David S. Rains
June 29, 2010
Charlotte, NC