Sunday 15 July 2012

Fifty Sheds of Grey - three...

You could tell that she was one of those girls that were always on the edge. Neat and well proportioned, well-made in a nicely put-together kind of way; and if you looked at her carefully, and from just the right direction, you could just about see her bottom. There was a touch of mystery surrounding her. She was hard to read, her blank expression making it very difficult to see just what was going on inside. She was the kind of challenge I really enjoyed.

“Nice struts,” I casually remarked to her.
“You some kind of expert?” She replied.
“I’m expert at many things.” I smiled, “Maybe you’d like to find out just how expert and at what?”

She wobbled a little; I could see that she was interested in going further, then she began to rock backwards and forwards on her base.

“Come on,” I said, “let me tip you over the edge. All you need to do is let me inside.”
She smiled nervously: “I’m not that kind of shed.”
“That's what they all say. Let me be the judge.” I replied devilishly. 

She moved towards me - she was about to fall… and in a big, big, way.

12 comments:

  1. Dumitru Catalin commented on Facebook:
    Dumitru wrote: "Nice... both...girl and the post! :)"

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  2. B.Kapral:
    The most intriguing shed yet - full of promise and sheer stocking delight!

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  3. Phil Ogden on Facebook:
    Andy - have you contacted Arthur "two sheds" Jackson yet?

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    1. Funny you should ask that Phil... no, that's for tomorrow.

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  5. Ha ha. If only things were as funny as your comment Missy Sparkle.

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  10. Sorry Sparkles, my trusty old vaio has died leaving me bereft because - lazy no gooder that I am - there was NO BACKUP. The man at the repair shop looked at me and gave me a sad smile "I'll see what I can do." Of course what he really say was a fool and £ signs. I think I already know what he's going to tell me.

    Back as soon as I am able. Borrowed computer time is just that.

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