Just one Line.

[yowser]

"They're using GRS, Genital Recognition Software, we're never gonna get in the front door."

 

[LisaMayTurner]

"It's Hallowe'en so bite my ass and make it a memorable night of fun!"

 

[ShelbyDawn57]

One of life's undisputable truths... (from a WIP)

It’s hard to cry about your waning masculinity with a vibrator up your ass and a prostate orgasm ripping your soul apart while you bask in a tub filled with lavender bubbles.

 

[Cinnyperez]

From a WIP I'm trying to finish before the end of the month:

"Just the tip?" he repeated. He didn't sound convinced.

"Just the tip," I responded, nodding with a serious expression while internally laughing at the absurd reversal of roles I found myself in.

How many times had I heard this exact same line from guys trying to get into my pants? How many times had they tried to convince me that "just the tip" didn't really count? That it wouldn't really be sex if they only put the head in. As if there was some magical dividing line an inch or two inside my pussy that separated fooling around from fucking. And here I was serving up that same tired line to James with a straight face while his cock literally dripped with anticipation.

 

[iwatchus]

Okay, it's a short dialogue, not a single line. I like having the main character have someone to talk to about the unfolding scenario. It can make a natural way to not sound like Hamlet's soliloquy when they ponder the problem in their own head. In WIP, the main two characters are stuck in a house in a blizzard, so there is no option for a third. But MC has a dog, so I make do: (This is the start of a chapter)

Woof.

I look at my phone. 7:00AM. “You didn’t let me sleep in as late this morning. Okay, pups, let me throw some clothes on and I’ll let you out. Wandering around the cabin nude is not a good idea with Josh here.

Woof.

“I know he wouldn’t mind. But it’s not a good idea, trust me.”

Woof.

“Okay, I hear your dissension to that opinion. But my body, my choice.”

Woof.

“Thank you for conceding that much.”

I am just over 15K into the story, 47 of which are Woof.

 

[Off_base]

From a WIP

The air smelled like damp earth and pine trees. And coffee. And, probably a little bird and deer shit, if I'm being honest. It's amazing what you notice when you're not surrounded by concrete and traffic.

 

[Statius]

From a WIP I'll be moving to Pending later today:

“Well, you know the policy. Try not to let it happen again. I’d hate to write you up” He had this snarky smile when he was being condescending that made you just want to slap him.

Like if you've worked for this guy.

I have worked for this guy.

 

[BrokenSpokes]

“Let’s get this over with,” she said to no one in particular.