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Tuesday Tales – Plug

It`s time for Tuesday Tales.

 

Today we have an excerpt from Taking the Body, Watkins Glen Gladiators #4.

Please do bear in mind that these snippets are unedited so please be kind if you find any mistakes.

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!

 

 

I stormed over to the Cabriolet, my sight red with ire, and gave his foot a good swat. I should have kicked him but I was wearing tan casual business Oxfords which would hurt if I punted him in the foot.

He cried out in surprise from under the car then rolled out, on Papa’s mechanics creeper, to see me glowering down at him.

“Oh hey, Henry, I didn’t hear you coming. I’m just changing the oil on this beauty. If you give me a minute to pull the plug then I can—”

“How could you hear a thing with that screaming so loud?” I shouted down at him.

“Oh, sorry, I like it loud. You ain’t into Fallout Boy I take it?”

The imp. The maddening little shit. He knew what kind of music I enjoyed. We had had a discussion about it on the way to the chalet four long days ago. He had also walked into the library two days ago, heard one of Chopin’s études playing, wrinkled his nose but sat down across from my favored reading chair anyway to regale me with some story about one of his cousins, a ballerina, who gave up toe dancing to work at the sea lion pool at the Queens zoo where the young miss, and I quote, “fed them fish and taught one to dance to that lemur song from Madagascar just like King Julian.”

“You are not to touch one more thing on this car!” I shouted, my fists balling at my sides. He lay there staring up at me, dirt smeared over his cheek, his tanned arms bare to the world.

“But she needed an oil change bad,” he replied so innocently butter would not melt in his mouth. Yes, I was sure she did, but that was not his job to do. It was mine. And Papa’s. But since Papa was no longer here it…well, it was not his place!

 

 

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  1. Flossie Benton Rogers says

    July 19, 2023 at 9:31 pm

    Great snippet! Love the intensity and humor.

    Reply
  2. Trisha Faye says

    July 24, 2023 at 3:41 am

    Oh dear! Somethings got his gander up. Great snippet.

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  3. Tricia says

    July 29, 2023 at 2:26 am

    I love the imagery of the scene. I can feel how mad Henry is as deals with him. Great job!

    Reply
  4. Susanne Matthews says

    August 8, 2023 at 1:33 pm

    Great scene.

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