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Short Story
Tired of living in a dull world Arlene finally discovers how to have some fun. It's not easy being repressed all the time and this party girl has so much to offer. All she has to do is wiggle herself free from the bonds that hold her. But breaking free from another personality is sometimes difficult until you hold the key to how it's done. Once you know, then there is no turning back.
It's the summer of 1964 and a dark haired guy with a muscle car, playing hot music on the radio, waits for just the right girl...and when she comes along everything is groovy.
Excerpt:
When I re-emerged, I was like a butterfly â€" let loose from dull Mary’s cocoon. Let me tell you the rest of the day and the night was fabulous. It took only one wink and one seductive glance at a gorgeous guy on Washington Avenue. I was traipsing down the sidewalk, flinging my new hair-do, and he had pulled up to a red light with the radio blaring I want to hold your hand and I extended mine. The guy laughed, showing brilliant, white teeth, and he beckoned for me to climb in. I did and we roared away in his brand new black Corvette.
He said his name was Billy, and his dad owned a big restaurant in Schenectady. We drove around awhile, then went up to the summit and necked. That made us hungry and he drove us to his dad’s eatery.
Man, it was pure class. I was wined and dined that day like a princess. The waiters all catered to Billy being that he was the boss’s son. We had the most expensive stuff on the menu and a bottle of champagne after to wash it all down. The strawberry cheese cake for desert wasn’t bad either. I watched Billy wipe whipped cream off his scrumptious lips, and I got another hankering to taste them again. So I did. Right there in his daddy’s restaurant. I pulled him over to me and planted a big one on his choppers. He moaned when I let him go and grabbed me for another kiss. I told him to back off. I wasn’t giving everyone a free show.
Well, they cleaned the table and the little three-piece Jazz band in the corner started playing. Billy asked me to dance and we did. He held me so tight I thought he’d squeeze me to death. I told him to relax I needed to breathe. Then I started singing in his ear. It was Moon River, and he said he dug it. I said I’d sing it with the band if he’d like. He was all for it and I stepped up on the stage and gave the audience a version of Moon River that was sexy and cool. I mimicked Peggy Lee a little because I loved her voice and I used to sing along with her.
Tired of living in a dull world Arlene finally discovers how to have some fun. It's not easy being repressed all the time and this party girl has so much to offer. All she has to do is wiggle herself free from the bonds that hold her. But breaking free from another personality is sometimes difficult until you hold the key to how it's done. Once you know, then there is no turning back.
It's the summer of 1964 and a dark haired guy with a muscle car, playing hot music on the radio, waits for just the right girl...and when she comes along everything is groovy.
Excerpt:
When I re-emerged, I was like a butterfly â€" let loose from dull Mary’s cocoon. Let me tell you the rest of the day and the night was fabulous. It took only one wink and one seductive glance at a gorgeous guy on Washington Avenue. I was traipsing down the sidewalk, flinging my new hair-do, and he had pulled up to a red light with the radio blaring I want to hold your hand and I extended mine. The guy laughed, showing brilliant, white teeth, and he beckoned for me to climb in. I did and we roared away in his brand new black Corvette.
He said his name was Billy, and his dad owned a big restaurant in Schenectady. We drove around awhile, then went up to the summit and necked. That made us hungry and he drove us to his dad’s eatery.
Man, it was pure class. I was wined and dined that day like a princess. The waiters all catered to Billy being that he was the boss’s son. We had the most expensive stuff on the menu and a bottle of champagne after to wash it all down. The strawberry cheese cake for desert wasn’t bad either. I watched Billy wipe whipped cream off his scrumptious lips, and I got another hankering to taste them again. So I did. Right there in his daddy’s restaurant. I pulled him over to me and planted a big one on his choppers. He moaned when I let him go and grabbed me for another kiss. I told him to back off. I wasn’t giving everyone a free show.
Well, they cleaned the table and the little three-piece Jazz band in the corner started playing. Billy asked me to dance and we did. He held me so tight I thought he’d squeeze me to death. I told him to relax I needed to breathe. Then I started singing in his ear. It was Moon River, and he said he dug it. I said I’d sing it with the band if he’d like. He was all for it and I stepped up on the stage and gave the audience a version of Moon River that was sexy and cool. I mimicked Peggy Lee a little because I loved her voice and I used to sing along with her.