Thursday, January 23, 2014

Southbound Surrender by Raen Smith

I liked this story was told in a male's point of view, I'm beginning to like being inside men's minds more then women's, "I'm standing flat-footed with the hole right at my eye - right in line to see Piper Sullivan bending down to grab a bottle of sunscreen. Praise Jesus Almighty." Piper is totally something else, and Cash he's head over heels for his girl, "I didn't plan on playing for anything. I need my ID for the bottle of wine you're buying me," she replies as she swings the door open and hops out of the truck. That's my girl." He's playful, "and now I would like to finish smoking this two-hundred dollar cigar. Would you like to do the honors?" I ask, holding the lighter up to her." 

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