1. Double-Room


    Date: 9/7/2016, Categories: Mature, Author: marlowe, Rating: 3, Source: LushStories

    “Double-Room” (circa-1970) After the death of Victoria, and his brother Frank away most of the time with the British Armed Forces and his younger sister Eve in those unbearable teenage years, living at home with his parents was never going to be the same. So when Gary Fowler offered him the opportunity to move into his flat, it didn’t take him long to make up his mind. In the beginning their loyalty and friendship towards each other worked quite well, but over time, with one glass half-empty and one glass half-full and two completely different personalities, the cracks were beginning to show. So when Stella Mason asked Gary to move into her two bedroom house, he jumped at the chance. But although they weren’t living together they still remained good friends, especially when Gary sustains major injuries in a head-on car accident. It took most of the day and all his energy to help Gary move his belongings out of the flat they had shared for the last eighteen-months and into his new home with Stella Mason. He was tired and exhausted and he wasn’t really in the mood for going out. But with only a couple of cigarettes left in the packet, he knew he would have to visit the off-licence at the end of the street. Grabbing his leather jacket from a chair and picking up his door key and wallet from a table, taking the stairs two at a time, heading along the narrow street, glancing at his watch, trying to remember if Laura Beckett closed her shop at eight or nine o’clock. He hadn’t ...
    got very far when it started to rain. Lifting his collar and pulling the zip up on his jacket he ran from the storm. “Fucking rain,” he cursed, wiping water from his eyes, cursing again and quickening the pace when the lights inside the shop faded into darkness, eventually reaching the front door and stepping into a small entrance lobby to shelter from the rain. Brushing his hand across the murky glass, blinking his eyes and peering into the darkness, catching sight of a shadowy figure climbing a step ladder behind the counter, a shapely bottom inside a short skirt and flashes of white thighs blossoming from a pair of knee length leather boots keeping his interest long enough to take in the vision of feminine delights and to make an adjustment inside his pants. The unexpected sound of fingers tapping gently over the glass and the haunting silhouette of a faceless shadow at the door startled her and she almost lost her balance at the top of the ladder. After regaining her composure and recognising the familiar face looking through the glass, a welcoming smile lifted the corners of her mouth. Staring out through the misty glass, narrowing her eyes and pointing a finger at the sign on the door, lifting her eyes and pouting her lips in a motioning gesture of apologetic words… “We’re closed.” Placing the palms of his hands together in that common sign for begging, pursing his lips and mimicking a smoking gesture with two fingers, silently mouthing back… “Please.” As the deadlock ...
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