APRIL 10th, 2017

Good Morning, today you will find the continuation of my Short Story entitled, "HouseCapades" from the Anthology TWISTED SHORTIES II - A.F. Stewart, Editor, and Pam Brittain, Chief Compiler.

If you have been following along, the Short Story is continuing for the 3rd Installation.  You can view HouseCapades from the beginning here on the Blog by viewing the two previous posts.

Your comments & thoughts are always welcomed here on the Blog.

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Twisted Shorties II

HouseCapades

By René Allen

VINETTE ONE ~ Unaccustomed Business

[ BLOG - continuation of Story ] . . .

*Red type denotes last paragraph where we left off . . .

While Sheila had never had an affair, she had come very close one time when she had come to 1010 to find the most handsome man she had ever seen in her life staying there for a rental stay. His stay was up just as she was about to lose control of herself.  She was certain that she would have too if he had stayed a few hours longer. His name was Quinton Stokes. She'd never forget him...

She had framed Quinton's photo and placed it in the room where he had stayed while at 1010.

After he had left, she had discovered that he had taken a photo of her when she had stepped out of the sauna. Sheila noticed that the photo earnestly captured her

feelings for him, and it showed on her facial expression. Quinton thought that it was such a nice photo that he had left it there in the room where he had stayed. He had called back after he had left to tell Sheila that he expected to return so she must always leave the photo that he had taken of her in that room for him.

After she had seen the photo of herself, she had gone out to buy a frame for it to match the frame that she had purchased for Quinton's photo. Then she set both photos on the dresser side by side.  And she could just imagine what would happen upon Quinton's return to 1010.

Au la la, was all Sheila could think about when she looked at Quinton's photo. She had decided that she'd head to the room on the second floor in which he had stayed for his visit after she had settled into the room she wanted to stay in this visit. She called it the Orange Room. It was her favorite room of the house.

The thought of Quinton walking into 1010 had her stomach fluttering.  She thought about the music that she wanted to have playing when he arrived. She loved soft romantic jazz, and she knew that Quinton did too. She had found that out when he was there on his last stay. She had been playing soft romantic jazz when she had been in the sauna, and he had been listening and enjoying the music she had discovered later.  That made the picture that he had taken of her after she came out of the sauna even more memorable to him he had said to her over the telephone after he had gotten back to his home.  They had not spoken, nor seen each other since, and that was almost a year ago.

As the clock ticked, Sheila was getting more and more excited about Quinton's arrival.

Meanwhile, Quinton was in his Porsche heading in Sheila's direction. He was making good time, and he had Sheila's gift on the seat next to him. He knew she'd no doubt be very shocked when he gave it to her.

Sheila had gotten into her luscious bubble bath, and the thought ran across her mind of having Quinton in the bubble bath with her. Then she quickly blushed at the thought, and turned her attention to the soft jazz music playing throughout the house.  Focusing on the music didn't seem to help her much with dispelling the thought of Quinton in the bubble bath with her, so she let her mind go wheresoever it would – and go it did...

Copyright May 2013 by René Allen - All Rights Reserved.

...TO BE CONTINUED...

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See you all back here for more of HouseCapades, and I can't wait to hear your thoughts after you have read the entire Short Story!

Peace, Love & Light,

  René

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