Tuesday, August 21, 2007

Give Me A Story

Ok, here's an idea that might be fun. Throw an opening line to me and I'll write ya'll a little story about it. Won't be a long one -- just a few paragraphs and ya'll can add to it in the comments if you feel like it. I'll post them on the blog.

Summer's winding down and I need to get back into story-telling mode. Who wants to help and be entertained along the way?

Gimme something to live for!

**UPDATE** We have some contributions!

jane/fabdame
said...

Sheesh! You didn't say there would be assignments!

Ann Wesley Hardin said...

Is that your first line? Hehe.

You didn't say there would be assignments! Assignments. The word hung heavily in Karen's brain. The brain already drunk on the pheromone fumes emanating from her professor's starched white dress shirt.

Who took master's level classes in Human Sexuality expecting to have assignments? And why did Elliot look at her that way when he mentioned them?

Karen ripped a blank page from her brand new notebook and fanned her face. This was going to be a long semester.

jane/fabdame said...

"Is that your first line?"

Why yes. Yes it was. Why do you ask?
PS: Love it!

Ann Wesley Hardin said...

"Why yes. Yes it was. Why do you ask?" Karen shoved the dildo deeper into the labrynth of her backpack, tucked a strand of hair back into her ponytail, took a deep breath and met Elliot's unflinching dark gaze.

"But purple?" He smiled. "With...studs?"

She shrugged, trying to look casual as a shaking hand wiped a suddenly sweaty brow. "Well, in Borneo--"

He held up a hand. "I know all the rumors about Borneo."

Renee' said...(edited)

Besides the best line was the one you finished with....

"Gimme something to live for!"

Ann Wesley Hardin said...(created)

"Gimme something to live for!" Elliot could take her pride, he could take her intellect, he could take her future career and her virginity. He could even take her GPA fer chrissakes.

But Karen would not, could not, let him take her purple studded Indonesian dildo.

Bev Stephans said...

This is too hard.

Everything I came up with sounded trite. Actually, "This is too hard" will have to be it!

Ann Wesley Hardin said...

"This is too hard." Elliot held the purple studded Indonesian dildo in his hand, turning it round and round, wandering over to the lava lamp in her dorm-room to get a closer look.

Karen lounged on her waterbed, bored, taking a sip of single malt scotch.

"Real men can't get this hard," Elliot continued.

He seemed so far away. So thoughtful and brainy, Karen felt as if she couldn't compete. After all, he'd joined the Peace Corps right out of college, met Angelina Jolie. Had, in fact, helped her choose her children...

What right did Karen have to impose her intellectual opinions on him? Despite the bunny fur teddy?

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Anonymous jane/fabdame said...

Sheesh! You didn't say there would be assignments!

August 21, 2007 6:40 PM  
Blogger Ann Wesley Hardin said...

Is that your first line? Hehe.

You didn't say there would be assignments!. Assignments. The word hung heavily in Karen's brain. The brain already drunk on the pheromone fumes emanating from her professor's starched white dress shirt.

Who took master's level classes in Human Sexuality expecting to have assignments? And why did Elliot look at her that way when he mentioned them?

Karen ripped a blank page from her brand new notebook and fanned her face. This was going to be a long semester.

August 21, 2007 10:28 PM  
Anonymous jane/fabdame said...

"Is that your first line?"

Why yes. Yes it was. Why do you ask?
PS: Love it!

August 21, 2007 11:11 PM  
Blogger Ann Wesley Hardin said...

"Why yes. Yes it was. Why do you ask?" Karen shoved the dildo deeper into the labrynth of her backpack, tucked a strand of hair back into her ponytail, took a deep breath and met Elliot's unflinching dark gaze.

"But purple?" He smiled. "With...studs?"

She shrugged, trying to look casual as a shaking hand wiped a suddenly sweaty brow. "Well, in Borneo--"

He held up a hand. "I know all the rumors about Borneo."

August 21, 2007 11:43 PM  
Blogger Renee' said...

Ann, you are a trip!

Shamlessly exploiting your fans this way, when you could be out drooling over men that would get your ummm.... creative (yeah that's the word I was looking for) Juices flowing.

Besides the best line was the one you finished with....

"Gimme something to live for!"

Renee'

August 21, 2007 11:47 PM  
Blogger Ann Wesley Hardin said...

Oh believe me, Renee, I go out and drool -- when I can find a man worthy of my spit!

But I live for you guys. Didn't you know that??

Dumb broad *gg*

August 21, 2007 11:55 PM  
Blogger Renee' said...

I think we are gonna have to make you an honorary Smut Slut! All this talk of spitting and swallowing makes your uniquely qualified.

You walk the walk and talk the talk, now we just got to get you a tiny tank!

Renee'

August 22, 2007 12:23 AM  
Anonymous Bev Stephans said...

This is too hard.

Everything I came up with sounded trite. Actually, "This is too hard" will have to be it!

August 22, 2007 1:06 AM  
Anonymous Bev Stephans said...

A bunny fur teddy? The bear or the wearing apparel?

August 22, 2007 2:55 AM  
Blogger Ann Wesley Hardin said...

The apparel! Although a Teddy Bear would work too.

August 22, 2007 8:53 AM  

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