Sunday, October 5, 2008

Fun Monday-A Bedtime Story



Mommywizdom is this week’s host, and boy, did she give us a cool challenge! She asked us to suggest random themes and words. She then chose three of the themes, ten of the words and five wild card words we must use to write a story, song or poem. Here are the details.

Themes to choose from:
A visit by your mother in law
Bedtime Stories
Raising a Teenager

The words: Ostrich, goosebumps, magazines, soup, cats, lethargic, noodles, tequila, doorknob, biscuit

Wild card words: prehistoric, Jedi Knight, cactus, periscope, humor

Your job is to write a story (true or made-up), poem, song, letter... whatever strikes you ABOUT one of the three themes. You must INCLUDE all 10 words. Wild cards words may be used in addition to or in place of the main 10 words.

A couple of tricks to this are: If you get stuck on a word use it as a title for something or a name. You may use any derivation of the word or put words together. Your imagination is the limit.

Ooh, this is fun. I’ve chosen the bedtime story theme but I doubt this is exactly what mommywizdom meant when she said bedtime story. It's about bed time, and it's for grown-ups. Kind of a Sex & The City story. Normally this site is G-rated, but today we’re going a little NC-17, just to shake things up a bit. Actually, it's just the way my mind wandered when I started writing this. I can't explain it. May I suggest a chocolate martini and the prettiest reading glasses you have for this one?

THE BLIND DATE
by Hula Girl

Susan slowly opened her eyes and immediately winced. Her thick tongue tasted of Virginia Slims and tequila, six shots of it, tossed back the night before in a desperate effort to forget a very bad day. Her head pounded relentlessly. It would take hours to get rid of this hangover and even longer to get over her breakup with Sean. After months of wild sex and even wilder fights, he had torn out of her life yesterday morning with a swift turn of the doorknob and a slam of the apartment door. She was single. Again.

She honed in on a stack of magazines in the floor in an effort to bring her eyes into focus. Chicken Soup for the Single Girl, a gift from her best friend Rae, lay on top of the stack. How many times had she read that from cover to cover, she wondered? She could hear her heart pounding in her head, the blood chugging through her veins in a lethargic effort to push the Quervo Gold out of her system. She lay near the edge of the bed, sucking in deep breaths to calm her rolling stomach. Her arms and legs felt like limp noodles, tangled in the sheets. The sound of her breathing was mixed with another sound, a light snore coming from the other side of the bed. She froze with the sudden knowledge that she was not alone. As quietly and softly as she could, she rolled over so as not to disturb the sleeping figure beside her. She found herself facing the back of a perfectly shaped head with dark, tousled curls. The curls kissed the top of his tanned shoulders, forcing her eyes down the long, sexy curve of his spine. “Damn. What have I done now,” she thought.

The fog in her head began to clear, and the events of the night before rushed back to her in pieces. There was Rae’s phone call, urging her to drag herself out of her pajamas and hurry down to the theater on 22nd Street. Something about tickets to a new play, the hottest thing since Cats and a cast party afterward with costumes. She remembered a cab ride to the party, a cheap mask thrust into her hands and a room full of loud music. And tequila. And dancing, lots of dancing. She remembered swaying in the middle of the crowd with bodies pressed against her and the thump of the driving music turning her hurt from the morning’s fight with Sean into anger. She had felt wild. And reckless. Reckless enough to grab onto the waist of the man with dark curls and piercing eyes who sidled up next to her as she danced. A full mask hid his face, but his eyes revealed a lust that grabbed her insides and sucked her under his spell. She remembered his firm body pressed again hers and a longing that made goosebumps ripple all the way down to her ostrich skin Jimmy Choos. There was more tequila and a cab ride back to her apartment. Laughter over some clever comment she found humorous and the rattle of keys as they opened the front door and rushed inside.

A few more snippets flashed through her mind. The masks had come off at some point, but she struggled to remember when. His face, what was it about his face that had become so important in the tangle of their rush to the bedroom? The teliqua fog that blocked her memory held tight to the image she tried to recall.
Suddenly, the form next to her flinched and moved. He rolled over. The fog cleared and the realization of just how big of a mess Susan was in became clear as she came face to face with her neighbor from down the hall. It was going to take more than a couple of aspirin to fix this headache.

19 comments:

Mike Golch said...

just stopped by to say I hope that you are having a great day!

Heather said...

Wow! That was awesome! When are you writing the next chapter? Mine seems pretty crappy after that! lol

Alison said...

great story..I loved it!!

MommyWizdom said...

Ha, I ditto Heather. Mine is lame next to yours. That was amazing! You should write more of these... although I thought for sure it was Susan's brother-in-law or better yet, Sean's roommate!! I loved it.

Thanks for playing!

Gattina said...

See it's good to have nice neighbors, lol !

oreneta said...

OK< that was really good...love the plot twist at the end there.

{i}Post said...

Bwahahhahaha! Excellent. Yours is a much sexier version of a bedtime story than my Jedi Knight Ostrich! ;0)

karisma said...

Wow, you sure went all out! Great story! And yes I read it in bed! LOL
Goodnight!

Sayre said...

Now THAT'S a bedtime story! And pretty much how I wound up with my previous relationship.

Amy said...

Hula...you need to finish this one, Mmmkay?;)

That was awesome!:)

Amy said...

You are very talented, by the way.:)

Dr.John said...

I loved the suprise ending. I always love surprise endings. What a great story

Tiggerlane said...

Wow! That was a GREAT story! Fantastic! And if he was that great...she should be all about hooking up with the neighbor! Ah...memories of my single days...

I'm Toni said...

Great story! Love the ending.

Woodlandmama said...

It's like a soap opera. Great job!

Raven said...

Great story... liked the surprise ending.

IamwhoIam said...

Fun very fun enjoy this installment so when is the next chapter.

jsi said...

End chapter 1 - begin chapter 2.
An exceptional assignment you have turned in! Very descriptive (6 shots that is one really bad day!)
You are a storyteller at heart.

I submitted a poem, Fred the Ostrich - check him out!

grace said...

uuuh! great story!