Vexing Vixen

BurningButterfly

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I am new here, and I am trying my hand at putting my hobby of writing into practice. I welcome suggestions, and any partners who wish to engage with me in this tale.:)

Sitting in the hot cafe, I re-read my email, a second time. Bewitched, Vale, my mom loved the snowy mountains, I can't figure out who is sending me these cryptic messages. Each day, I receive a new message, which appears to be unlocking a bigger puzzle. Pushing the vibrant russet, silky strands out of my pale blue eyes, I think back to the first email. "I've been watching you, and I think you can soar with the right guidance." Pondering the meaning of the hidden message, "Who has been watching me, and what are they seeking?" Images and unbridled thoughts filter through my brain, why is there a sense of terror, yet excitement running through my veins? Gazing around the room, my bemused stare wanders around the crowded space.
 
You seem to have a good start on a nice saucy story. Why do you need a partner? Unlike sex, writing is essentially a solitary endeavor. I know that some people like to write with a partner, but seriously: has there ever been a great work of literature that was created as a partnership? Or god forbid by a committee? I don't think so. You've got the talent. Just do it!
 
You seem to have a good start on a nice saucy story. Why do you need a partner? Unlike sex, writing is essentially a solitary endeavor. I know that some people like to write with a partner, but seriously: has there ever been a great work of literature that was created as a partnership? Or god forbid by a committee? I don't think so. You've got the talent. Just do it!
Thank you so much for the encouragement and kind words; I appreciate the support!! :)
 
...Bewitched, Vale, my mom loved the snowy mountains, I can't figure out who is sending me these cryptic messages.
You imply that Vale, your mom, is not on the scene because she loved (past tense) the setting. The source of the messages could thus be her ghost, or her little sibling who's stalking you, or an agency operative trying to twist your mind for nefarious ends, or a rogue AI resident in your laptop.

How do you want the tale to end? It's your story; do what you want with it.
 
The person should have perplexing details of your life. Not just what you are wearing as you sit in the cafe or at your office. But also that you regret never becoming a writer or taking that trip around the world or breaking up with your college boyfriend. This person knows more than he should. Perhaps he was reading your erotic online stories and figured out who you are?
 
A LIT piece I recently read (sorry, I can't point to it) has a woman living at home with mom and brother. She receives messages demanding she seduce her nerdy brother, messages showing detailed knowledge of her actions and inactions. Turns out, geeky lil' bro has the house wired with well-hidden vidcams and knows which psychological buttons to push.

So let's have your victim surveilled by a nerdy, horny relative, who might meet her masked to divert suspicion, or has otherwise changed their appearance. Does the kin provide positive or negative stimuli? Does the perp eventually program your victim to become their sex slave or whatever?
 
A LIT piece I recently read (sorry, I can't point to it) has a woman living at home with mom and brother. She receives messages demanding she seduce her nerdy brother, messages showing detailed knowledge of her actions and inactions. Turns out, geeky lil' bro has the house wired with well-hidden vidcams and knows which psychological buttons to push.

So let's have your victim surveilled by a nerdy, horny relative, who might meet her masked to divert suspicion, or has otherwise changed their appearance. Does the kin provide positive or negative stimuli? Does the perp eventually program your victim to become their sex slave or whatever?

or the victim turns the tables?
 
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