The latest Romance novel…

  He grasped me firmly but gently just above my elbow and guided me into a room, his room. Then he quietly shut the door and we were alone.

 He approached me soundlessly, from behind, and spoke in a low, reassuring voice close to my ear. “Just relax.”
 
Without warning, he reached down and I felt his hands start at my ankles, gently probing, and moving upward along my calves slowly but steadily. My breath caught in my throat. I knew I should be afraid, but somehow I didn’t care. His touch was so experienced, so sure. When his hands moved up onto my thighs, I gave a slight shudder and partly closed my eyes. My pulse was pounding. I felt his knowing fingers caress my abdomen, my ribcage, and then as he reached my breasts, I inhaled sharply. Probing, searching, knowing what he wanted, he brought his hands to my shoulders, slid them down my tingling spine, across my hips, and although I knew nothing about this man, I felt oddly trusting and expectant. This is a man, I thought. A man used to taking charge. A man not used to taking `no’ for an answer. A man who would tell me what he wanted. A man who would look into my soul and
say ……………….
 
“Okay, ma’am, all done.”
 
My eyes snapped open and he was standing in front of me, smiling, holding out my purse.
 
“You can board your flight now.”

This is the email I receive from one of my friend this morning, at first I gasp – my thought was ” gosh.. why did she send me this to my work email?” then after reading it, I can’t stop laughing! 🙂

Happy Friday!

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3 responses

  1. It’s funny, because this is exactly what many people (especially women) feel like while they’re being checked before boarding a plane: violated.

    • I understand the intention is good, I wish they find a better way though…. I haven’t been flying since I have my baby, but will be going home to Indonesia in 2 month, we’ll see what happen… 🙂 Thanks for stopping and leave comment!

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