Sunday, June 17, 2007

Barefoot Confessa part 2 [Chargenda]



“Ina, why can’t I find a guy just like you?” TR had asked her.

“That’s so sweet TR.” Ina said as she licked the cake batter out of a bowl. “There are plenty of guys out there. But, really, there isn’t anyone?”

“Well, there is someone…” TR said and his voice just trailed off.

“Who?”

“Forget about it.” TR said.

As Ina hung up the phone from the conversation, Ina had a funny feeling in the pit of the stomach, but she wrote it off being due to the large plate of shrimp cocktail with her homemade cocktail sauce that she had earlier. She walked through her empty house, missing Jeffrey as she always did during the week



She decided to give him a call and check in on him. But, she got a busy single. Oh well, he would be home later that night.

Ina walked into her large walk-in closet full of pressed muted colored button-down shirts, collars already popped, and as she reached for one of the oversized shirts, she heard a loud noise from outside in the garden.

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4 Comments:

Anonymous Lauren said...

Was the loud noise one of Maya Angelou's queefs??

6:38 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

GIVE US THE NEXT PART!

7:19 AM  
Blogger Erica said...

i really hope this ends with someone in an outrageously sinful diabetic coma...

11:01 AM  
Anonymous bunky said...

perhaps a direct injection of corn syrup into someones arm ?

7:53 PM  

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