His excuse was plausible enough.
That old, rusted Buick had stalled
on the interstate until a Good Samaritan
had stopped and helped him out.
His kiss was soft enough.
The sweet smell of whiskey hadn't
tainted his tongue and seeped into
his sweat-soaked work shirt.
Her heart was open enough.
She willingly fell into his arms and
into bed, but wondered if that Good Samaritan
had been wearing lipstick.
Nice!! :)
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ReplyDeleteWell... that gives us all something to consider. Leading and intriguing. Well done!
ReplyDeleteThis had me wanting more..in a good way! I did not want it to stop...Enjoyed!!!
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ReplyDeleteVery nicely done I like the last line the best that she wondered if the good Samaritan wore lipstick.
ReplyDeleteReally well done. And a perfect ending!
ReplyDeleteThe last line does intrigue!
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