Tuesday, January 19, 2016

January Starter Sentence

This month's starter sentence was provided by Sally Parrott writing as Jayne Ormerod.

At our annual post-holiday white elephant swap I selected the largest box and just about jumped out of my skin when I opened it and saw lying there.amidst a puddle of red tissue paper a little bitty book.  But not just any little-bitty book, but a fresh-off-the-Barnes-and-Noble bookshelf copy of the latest Mommy Porn book. It was the most popular book, sales wise, ever. I could feel heat flood my face as I stared down at the very, very, very, suggestive cover. Me, retired kindergarten teacher, president of the Ladies Aide society and a Girl Scout Troup Leader of the Year for the past quarter century, was expected to lift the book out of the box and pass it around for all to see. This was not the kind of thing one shared with this audience. "Show us" came a chorus of church ladies, the youngest of whom was seventy-two. I feared old Mrs. Monroe would have a heart attack if she saw what was in the box.  But the chants got louder and I couldn't very well NOT show it.  So I reached in, and between pinched fingers, extracted the glossy-covered book and held it high for all to see.  The crowd reaction was shocked silence, stone-faced disapprovers all. Not a gasp or a titter or snort to be heard.  What would those women think if they knew my dirty little secret, that I was the author of this naughty little book?  But an author who was smiling all the way to the bank.


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