I haven't done one of these in a while but, FRANKLY, my husband asked me to come to bed early tonight so that we could get "reacquainted" and it's 10:30 and I have NO IDEA what to write for you so voila! Tonight you get to write and I get "reacquainted." We both win!
Here's how it works. I start a story and you continue it. Each commenter adds ONE sentence. (Yes, it can be a run-on sentence - but please be reasonable-ish.)
I'll start.
David's flight from Tulsa landed in Boston at noon and he headed straight for the beach - he'd always loved the beach but he hadn't been to the coast in 5 years...
The smell of the salty air permeated his nostrils - he needed to get out more often.
Posted by: Mrs. MidAtlantic | July 28, 2011 at 09:19 AM
It was 8pm when his plain landed.
He grabed his luggage and hailed a taxi. Even though it was raining, Hard, he was still going to the beach.
As the taxi pulled up to the beach he got out and sat down in the rain just soaking it up.
What David didn't know was that Jules was only 50 feet away crying.
Posted by: Jessica | July 28, 2011 at 09:24 AM
He kicked his trainers off, pulled off his socks, and sank his toes into the cool sand.
Posted by: Sarah | July 28, 2011 at 09:49 AM
hmmm. not sure where to start from but the second poster seems to have broken the rule. so...
The warmth of the day still clung to the granules and warmed his feet as he looked out on to the ocean thinking of her.
Posted by: Choosy | July 28, 2011 at 10:45 AM
Stepping out into rain and feeling cool sand, yet warmth of the day and heat beneath his feet?--David shook his head fiercely at the collision of contradictory thoughts and tried to sort reality from illusion.
Posted by: Deacon Blue | July 28, 2011 at 11:39 AM
Flaming red hair, bright blue eyes, smiling mouth -- the memories came rushing back, reminding him of their last meeting together, here on this beach.
Posted by: Melanie | July 28, 2011 at 11:43 AM
And then he saw her.
Posted by: Emily | July 28, 2011 at 03:53 PM
He saw her tears and reached to wipe them away, only to have his hand stopped with her own.
Posted by: Don | July 28, 2011 at 05:43 PM
Her face - that beautiful face, it was no more. Now covered in burns it looked up at him .....
Posted by: Barenakedmummy | July 28, 2011 at 06:02 PM
She used to be hot,the burns,alcohol and time had done a number on her face eroding her once gorgeous features.
Posted by: mp | July 28, 2011 at 09:09 PM
Controlling his initial instinct to flinch, he stared lovingly into the depths of her tearful eyes, willing her to see that he still thought she was beautiful.
Posted by: Elsha | July 28, 2011 at 09:11 PM
She came to the beach with the scars of one man on her face and those of another on her heart.
Posted by: Chris | July 28, 2011 at 09:16 PM
Neither one of them spoke, for there were already too many words, and too many worlds, between them.
Posted by: PattiH | July 28, 2011 at 10:21 PM
Then, slowly as he watched, she ran her fingertips across her face from her chin to her hairline, catching the edges of one scar with her nails and ripping off the liquid latex stage mask as she playfully shouted, "Gotcha!"
Posted by: Old Gal | July 29, 2011 at 04:39 AM
He could barely contain the inner swell of thick laughter as he pulled her close and whispered roughly in her ear, "I can't believe we pulled it off - where did you put the money?"
Posted by: Sarah | July 29, 2011 at 10:41 AM
" I put it where we always get reacquainted" she said, smirking as her hand traveled lower...
Posted by: Miss Ellie | July 29, 2011 at 07:58 PM
But before she could grasp deeper, he stopped breathing.. his eyes were fixed on the emerging shadow..
Posted by: Elanor | July 30, 2011 at 12:07 PM
It was of a woman... her silky black dress laced her curvy body, her face appearing like a faded mirage of Marilyn Monroe.. her toned stomach whispered traces of a devilish disguise.. and she...
Posted by: Jennifer | July 30, 2011 at 12:10 PM
stood there staring at them, with pure evil in her eyes. They would pay for what they had done to her.
Posted by: Julie | July 30, 2011 at 02:57 PM
Hearing a growling sound from behind her, her sexy, toned thighs parted and she strapped herself to a neon pink vibrator.. seeing the envy in their eyes she patted the tender, silky vibrator beneath her and said, "Okay Chica...
Posted by: Ellen | July 30, 2011 at 08:13 PM
Oops, Sorry! I was so excited to write I didn't read everything. I'll do better next time.
Posted by: Jessica | July 31, 2011 at 11:59 PM
say hello to my little friend".
Posted by: Riquesha | August 01, 2011 at 01:38 PM