Tuesday, April 14, 2009

Idea 17 - Silky Embraces

Holy Hell, I've been at this for months and haven't thought to crank out a single bodice-ripper! The best-seller lists are lousy with those damn things! It's amazing, but I guess we should never underestimate the need for uninventive escapism and timid sexual daydreaming.

Burt held her shoulders tenderly as they stared out at the tall sailboats floating like fancy napkin sculptures on the the azure bay.

"Why can't we just stay here," she breathed, exhausted from her inner struggles and their spirited-but-inoffensive canoodling. "You could sell the horse rescue company and I could finally leave Geoffrey and the yarn store." She couldn't help but shed a politely angry tear. "He'd hardly even notice."

He raised her chin with one tanned and hairless forefinger. "That darn S.O.B. doesn't deserve you, Linda. But your children do, and they need your incredible mothering. Let's just enjoy the time we have before I die tomorrow afternoon."

"What?!" she exclaimed, but he answered only with his capable yet non-threatening love. And he was also cool with going down on her.

I feel like I sorta lost the thread on that one toward the end. I should probably do more research but it would be really hard to explain if anybody saw me.

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