All of a sudden the kitchen lights seemed glaringly harsh to Amanda. She suddenly felt self-conscious. Well, she should. She was sitting buck-naked on the kitchen counter just having had wild sex with a cop.
Damn. She pushed herself off the smooth counter and gathered her clothes. She made a mental note to bleach the counter in the morning.
Hell, she should just have them replaced.
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6 comments:
Heh! Damned good reason for having to bleach the counters if you ask me. ;)
Better excuse to have them replaced (instead of messing around with that nasty bleach) if you ask me!
(Removed the last attempt b/c it was riddled with typos.)
Yummy...love sex with cops. Love men in uniform!!! Great tease:) It's my first time reading your blog, I'll have to check and see if you have any more Six Sentence Sunday's that include this story. Glad I got the invite on Facebook to check it out.
Tonya
Sounds like a good reason for new counters, but she may need to find a new location for sexy time! Counters are expensive, LOL!
Any vertical surface works!
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