Tara's Demonstration

“For our next item,” continued Millicent, “let’s bring up Tara.”

Tara hesitated for a moment, then shrugged and walked up to Millicent.

Millicent lifted a smaller wand. “Tara here,” she said, speaking to the audience, “will demonstrate our next item for us.”

Tara looked bored. “Bring it,” she said.

Millicent smiled and waved the stave. “Consider it brought,” she said.

There was silence for a moment. Then Tara suddenly jumped and yelped.

The audience laughed. Unseen by Tara—but visible to the audience and to me and John as well—the hypodermic needle that was in a carrying case on sexy nurse Alice’s belt had levitated at the wave of Millicent’s stave. It then rotated until it was pointed directly at Tara. Once aimed, it flew unerringly straight into Tara’s right butt cheek, the plunger depressing and injecting its contents directly into Tara.

“Oh!” said Tara, hand on her ass. “You bitch!”

Millicent covered the microphone with her fingers. “Enough with the nasty names, Tara,” she said. “I warned you the festival was no walk in the park. Call me another name and I’m going to start taking it personal.”

Tara appeared mad enough to argue. She apparently didn’t like getting an unexpected needle in the ass. But when she opened her mouth to reply, she stopped suddenly, and it wasn’t difficult to see why.