Home again, home again diggity doo. I kicked off my converse kicks and with a flying leap landed on the sofa. Wow the last couple of days were crazy. Met a new man, mama got drunk, that's a first for both. After making sure she was ok, her hangover in check, I left.
Exhausted, I began to doze off, dreamland was beautiful. Soft white clouds, over a clear blue sky, in a field of white daisies. Looking to my left, the sun was setting in the west, casting a shadow over the beautiful greenery. From a distance, I could see a handsome man running towards me. His huge glistening, tanned biceps and lean arms extended.
He came closer and closer. I opened my arms to welcome him in. My loving embrace waiting for his taut body.
"Lois," he yelled.
"Chad," I screamed.
The closer he came, the more excited I became.
"Lois," he said once more.
"Chad," I moaned.
"Lois, wake up!"
Lois wake up? What the hell is that about. That didn't feel like part of my dream.
"What?"
"Lois," I felt my body jolt with a shake.
Opening my eyes, my Adonis was standing in front of me.
"Chad what the hell?" I slurred.
"Sorry sweet girl," he said sheepishly. "I knocked and there was no answer so when I heard you
calling my name, I checked your front door, it was open so I came in."
I attempted to stand, a little fuzzy from what might have been a most incredible wet dream I'd
ever had.
"Are you OK?" Chad asked.
Trying to act nonchalant I replied, "I'm fine what brings you here?"
"I wanted to talk to you about the other night."
"OK what do you want to talk about?"
"First of all," he said with a smile. "Did you know you drool in your sleep?"
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Story of My Life
HumorSweet Lois Phinney hasn't had a lot of luck with the opposite sex. When her mother and nosy next door neighbor try to encourage her to get out there. Lois decides to become the master her own destiny. This is a short story I had written almost 20...
