VanArsedale
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- May 14, 2013
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I am a writer by trade, but I have not written fiction for at least 15 years. I write rather dry and boring things about the law. However, I have had a story in my head for months now that needs to come out. My problem is not unusual: getting started and getting a decent opening. I finally have a couple of paragraphs worked up. I'm wondering if anyone can give some feedback. Any thoughts on how effective they are would be greatly appreciated. Thanks.
"Normally, I need a cup of coffee or two before I feel completely awake in the morning. However, when my younger sister has just put her mouth around my penis, sucked it all the way down to the base once, and then walked out of my bedroom, it is not a normal morning. It's definitely not what I thought would happen when we moved in together; It's not what I thought would happen when I put on her panties last night; And, it's not what I thought would happen when she caught me wearing those panties this morning.
That is what happened though. I think. Whatever it was, it certainly woke me up. I lay there but I don't know that I have the right word to describe what I felt. Stupefied? Dumbfounded? Shocked? Embarrassed? They all work to one degree or another describe my reaction. I wondered if she was still drunk from the night before. Perhaps, I was still drunk, but it didn't feel like I was. It didn't feel like a dream or my imagination either. My sister had really done that. But, why? To what purpose? And, more importantly, what was I supposed to do now? Was I supposed to chase after her, throw her down and fuck her? Somehow, that didn't seem right. Doing nothing didn't seem right either. I was paralyzed by all of these questions, so of course I did nothing. Eventually, I started thinking about how it all happened."
"Normally, I need a cup of coffee or two before I feel completely awake in the morning. However, when my younger sister has just put her mouth around my penis, sucked it all the way down to the base once, and then walked out of my bedroom, it is not a normal morning. It's definitely not what I thought would happen when we moved in together; It's not what I thought would happen when I put on her panties last night; And, it's not what I thought would happen when she caught me wearing those panties this morning.
That is what happened though. I think. Whatever it was, it certainly woke me up. I lay there but I don't know that I have the right word to describe what I felt. Stupefied? Dumbfounded? Shocked? Embarrassed? They all work to one degree or another describe my reaction. I wondered if she was still drunk from the night before. Perhaps, I was still drunk, but it didn't feel like I was. It didn't feel like a dream or my imagination either. My sister had really done that. But, why? To what purpose? And, more importantly, what was I supposed to do now? Was I supposed to chase after her, throw her down and fuck her? Somehow, that didn't seem right. Doing nothing didn't seem right either. I was paralyzed by all of these questions, so of course I did nothing. Eventually, I started thinking about how it all happened."