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Welcome back! This week is our picture prompt week and all posts must reflect the chosen image. Our picture prompt posts have to reflect the chosen image and can be no longer than 300 words.
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This story may have gay erotic scenes, strong social issues addressed and mature language. If those things offend now is the time to move onto another Tuesday Tales blog. Thanks for stopping by!
The lights dimmed. A screen behind the stage began showing a video of what appeared to be a rainy Parisian street scene. Janine smiled over her shoulder at me, the soft pink lights roaming over the crowd making her look even prettier. I placed a kiss to her shoulder then my eyes were pulled to the stage as a cold glass of soda was placed against the back of my hand. I never looked at the glass resting against my knuckles. How could I have glanced at it when the most stunning vision I had ever seen was now taking the stage. She curtsied to the mad applause then lowered the microphone. She looked diminutive even from across the room but she had such beauty and grace. A presence that held a person spellbound.
Her dress was purple. Janine and the other girls were whispering about how beautiful the lilac off-the-shoulder, tea length, chiffon lace cocktail dress was. Oh. Okay. It was lilac. The singers hair was the same color. It was a huge cloud of soft purple and white beads that framed her heart-shaped face. She moved with incredible elegance on pointy toed lilac stilettos with beaded ankle straps. Her calves were shapely, her ankle finely boned. I yearned to touch her smooth skin.
“Good evening,” she said into the mic and my heart rate tripled. “My name is Gigi Patel LeBay and I’ll be entertaining you for the next hour.”
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