A Not So Smooth Rendezvous by Tom Horonzy Rendezvous writing prompt entry |
Desereted with nary anyone or thing in sight, save a classy lassie strolling along the water's edge, wearing the stingiest string bikini taut against her cheeks. I hoped she would stoop and scoop up a shell, unveiling a most audacious peek. She didn't.
Thus, I trailed, a bit behind, the footsteps she left in the sand. Being the sleuth I think I am, they led to the doorstep where she paused to see if her would-be wooer would make a suave and sophisticated move. Could she be satisfied with smooth, I thought, for how sophisticated can one be with a tongue hanging out? Instead, I ducked behind a palmetto tree feeling like a fileted flounder until worse could and did occur. A siren sounded and a sheriff shouted, "You there. Unshroud yourself." I did, to have him ask, "What is it that you're doing?" Turning redder than red should be, I explained I'd come awooing. He turned to see what I had spied across the street, turned off the alarm, and returned to his beat. As for being smooth, I went to move when a spike bit me on the foot. It caused me to scream ending any romantical speculation, I thought. Instead, a nightingale rushed my way, inquiring, "Can I assist?" And from my lips came these words, "I'll get better with a kiss." She smiled, then blushed, causing a fuss 'tween the two of us. Being s m o o t h went out the door, as to my surprise, she helped me up with puckered lips, having my heart do a flip before I ventured wantonly forward. Now, I don't kiss and tell, but instead, my friends, I'll leave it for you to find in your mind the final line. Of course, you can leave it unsigned.
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