This is both the text and audio version of the story. There is a very slight difference in the audio...a couple words changed around but that is all.Clicking on the link will bring you to Mediafire where you can then download the file to your computer. My previous way failed as I think I exceeded their bandwidth allowance.
Jenny
Yemassee
Jenny, her arms waving wildly, sped down the street, hair aflame, shrieking like a mad woman. Being midnight, dark windows were lit in alarm and territorial dogs began to bark, alerting the few along the block who had not heard her frenzied screams. Spent by her perilous flight, Jenny fell, sprawling to the curbside and moaned in agony until the flames died out.
Taking several heavy breaths, she rose from her sitting position and then removed a cigarette lighter from her white blouse pocket. Bending down, she flicked it twice and held the flame close to her hem and set her cotton dress afire. She screeched in agony as she again ran through the middle of the street, a bright trail following behind her. Blinded by the black plumes of smoke, she rammed into the side of a large green dumpster, her face smashing head first into the metal structure. Blood trickled down her nose, onto her blouse, creating a scarlet marble effect. She slumped again to the ground in a heap of ash and singed cloth.
Grimacing from the pain, Jenny pulled out her zippo once more and flicked. Cringing, her shaking hand aimed the flame toward her stained polyester blouse. The corners of her mouth quickly turned upward as the flames fervently grew. She waited for a moment until the fire caught hold, then rose one more time and began to run down the sidewalk, Her head held high, mouth open wide, she held her arms out at a 45 degree angle, like an airplane...or a Phoenix, having risen from the ashes. The flames sparked from the polyester, shooting into the air, into the heavens, before softly falling to the ground.
The glow when viewed from a distance was a stark contrast to her frenetic cries and her ghastly moans that were becoming increasingly orgasmic.
Adding your comment:
Please tell me that this is a cartoon and the girl is not really a person but is a grasshopper. I could live with that because I once set a field on fire that was infested with grasshoppers. 
