TFL - thefirstline.com - prints book four times a year from novels written by people from all over the world, all written with a set first line. Four different lines a year. If you want you can write a continuing story on all four lines and submit before the spring date. I wrote one and submitted, and I'm quite happy with it. Sadly TFL rejected the stories. But I hope someone will enjoy it!
Spring:
Leo massaged the back of his neck, thankful the meeting was finally over. He
walked into his office and closed the door. Sat in the chair looking out the
window for a while. Stretching arms and legs, and trying to breath slowly.
The boss
insisted on having these dreadful meetings every Monday and Thursday afternoon.
They would gather in the conference room, chat over a cup of coffee for at
least half an hour before they even sat down. And once they had sat down it always
took forever before they even got to the point of why they were all sitting
there. Lately the meetings seemed more and more a total waste of time and Leo
had been wondering how to bring it up for years.
A knock on
the door had him jumping in the chair.
"Are
you going downtown?" One of the junior associates leaned in the door and
smiled carefully. "Jones said you might be."
Leo nodded,
not quite sure he wanted company on this particular day.
"So can
I catch a lift? I would really appreciate it!"
He hadn't
really noticed her before, but she was really quite pretty. Big blue eyes,
blond wavy hair, dressed in a tasteful pink dress. He found himself seeing her
in a different light, and lost himself in the images of her and the dress
laying on the floor.
"Can
I?" Cenessa tried another smile to convince him.
"Sure!"
He got out of his chair and grabbed his jacket on the way out.
The car
ride took about ten minutes and they were spent without a word being spoken. He
parked the car outside her house and looked over at her.
Afterwards
neither of them would be able to explain what happened next.
An hour
later they found themselves in her bed, next to each other, naked and panting.
"Oh.
My. God." Cenessa sat up and looked at him. "I'm speechless. What was
that?"
"I'm
not entirely sure." Leo smiled. "But I think I liked it."
"You
THINK you liked it?! It was freaking amazing!" She lay her head on his
chest.
He smiled
and stroked her hair.
Her kisses.
Her hands on him. The way she smelled. How she sounded. What she felt like. Her
skin touching his. Her breath against his neck. The pink dress on the floor.
"Will
you stay the night?" She looked up at him.
"I
actually have to go home. I have some papers about a case I need
tomorrow." He saw the look in her eyes change from excitement to
disappointment and added. "Why don't you come along."
"So I
get to see where Leo the Great lives. What an honor!" She giggled.
"Leo
the Great?" He raised an eyebrow.
"Yeah,
that's what they call you at the office. Didn't you know? I'm going to have a
quick shower, is that okay?" She sat up.
"No, I
want you smelling of me..." He dragged her back down and laid on top of
her. "Is a shower necessary? Don't you think there is a small chance you
might want to do it again later tonight?"
"Oh,
you mean..." She kissed him. "Okay, no shower." She kissed him
again. "Should we get going?"
Arriving at
the house half an hour later he got a feeling of something not being right. They
got out of the car and walked up to the door. Someone had left it ajar.
"That's
strange." He whispered. "Stay out here." He pointed at the
corner behind to door.
Leo slowly
opened the door and took a careful step over the threshold. He stopped and listened,
while Cenessa waited impatiently outside the door. He heard nothing and took a
couple of steps into the house. And that's when a dark silhouette turned up
from somewhere in the darkness.
"What
the hell are you doing in my house?!" Leo shouted.
The silhouette
raised a gun and pulled the trigger. One shot and Leo fell to the floor. The
silhouette rushed through the hallway and disappeared out the door.
Looking back - 1983
Leo was my first
love. First and only, to be honest. My family moved from Bakersfield,
California, to Baltimore, Maryland, when I was seven years old. Leo was in my
class. I think I fell in love with him instantly. I wanted to be with him all
the time. And I know he felt the same.
My father wouldn't let me have a boyfriend
until I was fifteen. But Leo and I snuck around for a couple of years, claiming
to be just good friends.
I lost my virginity to him. We were sixteen.
I hadn't been ready until then. When we finally did it I remember I was so
disappointed. But it got better. It got really good. Amazing in fact.
To be continued...
To be continued...
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