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    Professions

     

    Professions


     

     
      

    “Knock, knock”

     

    “Who’s there?”

     

    “You”

     

    “You who?”

     

    “You and I will have car sex when I get home. Raw, carnal, sweaty, heart-stopping, window fogging, ‘do me all over’, steamy, car sex.”

     

    “Your car or mine?”

     

    “Yours. I love the feel of the leather against my bare skin”

     

    Dana blushed and eyed the keys to her Alfa 159. She closed her eyes and envisioned her wife spread out, her creamy white complexion against the luxurious tan colour of the seats, her smoldering gaze as she offered herself. Desire coursed through her body at the picture and she shivered, estimating how long it would take her to get to her wife’s café. Not long, she thought, assuming she avoided the congested main roads and took the back roads. “No need to wait that long, I can meet you at the planet” she said, already clicking open her outlook calendar. “Shit”

     

     “How’s your morning looking?”

     

    “Partly cloudy with a few showers”

     

    “And your afternoon schedule?”

     

    “Downpour with a chance of floods. I’m having lunch with my father and tonight we have dinner with mum. Completely slipped my mind.”

     

    “Let’s reschedule”

     

    “Which one?”

     

    “Mum”

     

    “At the risk of being crucified at our next bimonthly? No”

     

    “What about Dad?”

     

    “He’ll get wind that I managed to do dinner and they’re currently going through that loving phase where they think the other is out to get them, naturally I’ll be marked an alacritous conspirator. It’ll be total anarchy! So no we can’t reschedule” Dana groaned. Her parent’s relationship was a confusion she’d long ago given up on understanding. It was days like today though that she truly despised them, had it not been for their separate engagements she would have either her afternoon or evening free to partake in window fogging car sex.  “I’m sorry”

     

    “Why? Because they’re dirty republicans too concerned by what their elitist friends would say to get a divorce? Hardly your fault Dana.”

     

    “Alice, you are forgetting I am the offspring of these dirty republican elitists” Dana smiled at the sound of her wife laughing on the other end of the line. “I too am a dirty republican”

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    Comments

    1. This is…Super!… Awesome!..And?.. Is this a one off? can you make it a full story? ..Like to see BnT like that “Enemy at first Lovers later” .. thanks for this, more to come. ^ ^

    2. that was totally awesome and you made their professions seem so real. That storyline was quite amusing you have a way with words. Hope to see you on the next challenge

    3. that was totally awesome and you made their professions seem so real. That storyline was quite amusing you have a way with words. Hope to see you on the next challenge

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