Posted by: psychedchick | January 30, 2010

Taming the lioness

There was not a sound in the house. Just the slight humming of the fan above her and the click of the keys on the keyboard when it was her chance to type. She rubbed her neck. She was tired. But she needed to stay away. This, right now, was familiar but when, it would be morning, it would start all over again. There was a tinge of pink on her cheeks. Not from blush, the natural or the made up kind. It was an allergic reaction to all the weird make up her mother was making her wear. She had to look like a bride.

She wondered what that meant. She was a would be bride and everything she did would be what a bride would do. She had never followed any rules. She raced cars in the middle of the night. She smoked like a chimney. This was the longest she had gone without a smoke. She needed a smoke. She couldn’t in a house full of people. She couldnt wait to get married and get done with these shenanigans. She continued to ramble on. Then, suddenly said to him, you are the reason for all of this. You bloody had to come and ask my parents for my hand in marriage. We couldn’t just run away. Like they could have caught us in my car. Damn you!

He was used to this. He just smiled and said, “I’m taming the lioness.”

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Responses

  1. Does she have a name?

  2. lol. taming the lioness huh?! 😀 good one Raash 🙂

    i liked the ending line. lovely it was 🙂

    perfect it seems to be.!! keep at it. ur return seems to be very wonderful. don’t stop soon.

  3. niiiice look 🙂
    and a wonderful story …
    i feel a bit of his myself at times u know 😉

  4. I love this babe, she likes smokes, She likes car’s , she loves racing!!

    Ps: The brat in the story, if you are for real, please ping on yahoo :P:P j/k

    Taming the lioness !!! *Growl Growl* 😛

    Cheers

  5. lol…nice laugh! loved the title!

  6. Awesome!!!


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