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Chasing the Past

Updated on June 29, 2017
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Shannon loves to bring the goings on in her imagination to life for others. Sometimes one simple thought sparks an entire story!

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Janie walked into the room and quietly shut the door behind her. With a nervous grin, she studied the cowboy sleeping soundly on his back. He looked so innocent lying there, almost like a child. If she did not act now, she might change her mind.

She dropped her robe to her ankles, exposing her nakedness. Still, he slept on. She wondered how exhausted he must be not to sense her presence. She bit her lower lip with only a moment’s more hesitation. Slowly, she glided across the room. It felt surreal, like floating in a dream where the feet of the dreamer never quite touch the ground.

Nearing the slumbering man, she reached out a trembling hand. It hovered there a few seconds before caressing the hardened muscles of his bare chest. Slowly, the muscles peacefully rose and fell. For a moment, she wondered if he could be as kind as he appeared to be in his unconscious state. But that notion passed just as quickly as it arrived. Experience taught her otherwise.

Janie placed her other palm on his chest for balance, then gracefully swung her leg up over him, her long and luxurious chestnut hair cascading down around her shoulders. He did not move at all as she settled herself on top of him. Nor did he awaken. Maybe he was a deep sleeper. Completely unconscious even. Comotose.

No, there it was. She could feel him coming to life beneath her. He moaned, shifting his weight somewhat, and a soft brown lock of hair fell over his right eye. Gently, she reached for it, ready to brush it aside as if he were someone she could love. For some reason, she wanted to see the handsome face before her in all its glory.

His hand shot up before she knew what was happening, causing her to jump as it grabbed her wrist. His eyes flew open and she flinched again, yet remained strangely paralyzed, unable to extricate herself from his body. He loosened his grip on her wrist and gently picked her free hand up off his chest, also by the wrist.

His voice was gruff. “You don’t have to do this, you know.”

Janie’s eyes widened. “What?”

“You don’t have to do this,” he repeated, this time without the harsh tone.

She wiggled her wrists free. That curl. She could not resist. This time she brushed it to the side without being stopped. She stared at him for what seemed like minutes, not understanding how a man so strong could also be so gentle. Then she remembered her nudity and her hand began to tremble. How long would the gentleness last?

“Well? What’s the matter with you, girl? Didn’t you hear me? You can get down now. What do you want from me anyway? I don’t have any money.”

Jainie’s heart sank. She certainly did not need lessons in the art of seduction. All men had their price and if a woman was pretty enough, men had their way regardless of whether or not it was mutual. Desperately, she reached for his belt buckle, but as she started fumbling with the clasp he grabbed both of her wrists again.

“Get dressed,” he commanded. “Then tell me why you’re in my room.”

Janie pouted. “Isn’t it obvious?,” she asked, sliding off of him.

Those beautiful brown eyes hardened as they stared relentlessly back at her. They narrowed but did not blink as she stared back at him, trying to gauge his true level of interest. In his eyes, she thought she saw disgust, possibly hatred. Tears threatened to spill from hers, so she turned her back, picked up her robe, and put it back on in silence.

She headed for the door without another word. She paused for just as second, but she did not dare risk a backward glance. Then she rushed down the stairs and bolted straight out the door into the bright sunlight where she mixed with the crowd of people walking the busy streets and her heart could resume its normal pace. She needed a new plan and she had to come up with it fast.


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      Maria Jordan 4 weeks ago from Jeffersonville PA

      Has anyone seen Shannon... :)

      Your visit to a recent desk post reminded me that I am quite overdue in my own commenting.

      In checking out this latest title, I planned on reading a poignant and insightful poem. Suffice to say, I couldn't be more wrong.

      You are spreading your writing wings - I'm interested to see what's next.

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      Shannon 3 weeks ago from Texas

      Maria, you just made me smile. Thank you. I still do poems whenever they strike me. But I also have several stories started that I need to finish. This is one of them. :)

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      Bill Holland 3 weeks ago from Olympia, WA

      Well that was unexpected and terrific. The whole scene played out before my eyes. If this is what a long break does for you, perhaps you need more long breaks. :) Except then we would all be deprived of excellent writing.

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      Paula 3 weeks ago from Beautiful Upstate New York

      Something "different".....very different. Don't know "where you're going with this?" aHEM! Seems like our bill likes where it may be going just fine!! LOL.

      Maria....Is "spreading your writing wings," an intended pun or merely a Freudian slip, girlfriend?? LOL.

      What a motley crew! Don't know what I'd do without you.

      Looks like a story to be followed!

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      Shannon 3 weeks ago from Texas

      No worries, Bill. I probably have another long break coming up shortly. LOL. And then sometimes I think I should just stay away from here permanently.....yet I always come back for some reason. Thanks for enjoying it.

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      Shannon 3 weeks ago from Texas

      OMG, Paula!!!! You can make a girl spit her coffee all over the computer screen!!!

      You and your Freudian slips may very well be disappointed then. LOL. This isn't going to be some hot and steamy romance tale. I do have an idea of where this is going....just not all of the in between points of the story.

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      Zulma Burgos-Dudgeon 3 weeks ago from United Kingdom

      This is a nice change of pace for you. I'm glad to see you branching out. I do hope you'll continue this story. You've piqued my interesting and I have to see what comes next. :)

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      Shannon 3 weeks ago from Texas

      Thank you! Good to know that I piqued your interest. The real challenge, at least for me, is to keep maintaining that same level of interest through to the end.

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      manatita44 3 weeks ago from london

      Ha ha.

      Not all would say yes, Sis, but I know what you mean. A soft and enticing one. I guess you have a part two? Best wishes.

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      Shannon 3 weeks ago from Texas

      Tell that to Janie, Manatita. LOL. Yes, there's a part two and even more. I already have the character backstories and all of that worked out and even the ending. What I am not sure about is the rest of the plot. That's always the difficulty I find with writing a story or a novel. I know where these two characters are headed, bugt how will they get there? Perhaps I should just write and let them tell me how as they go. It is boot camp at NaNoWriMo write now, after all. Maybe I should participate and let that help motivate me to actually finish a story. This one is not one that requires an extensive amount of research like the Alzheimer's one so maybe I will make it a goal to finish it this month and then I can post it here as I go and maybe edit it further after I finish it. I seem to be getting good feedback so far. I suppose I can see if that continues.

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      manatita44 3 weeks ago from london

      Well, just write, with some sense of where you are trying to go. The rest will flow naturally once you start. Waiting is thinking, just feel. Ha ha. I have to admit that we are all different. Do your best.

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      Shannon 3 weeks ago from Texas

      Yes, all different. But I will have to "just write" or I will never finish anything. Haha. Poems come a little easier. But only because they are not an entire story. If I began to explain myself and writing quirks, I'd sound completely mad. LOL

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      Gypsy Rose Lee 3 weeks ago from Riga, Latvia

      Loved this from the beginning to the end.

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      Shannon 3 weeks ago from Texas

      Thank you, Rasma! I do plan on sharing more of the story. So that you aren't left hanging. That's the plan, anyway. . .LOL. . .But in my experience, you never know. :)

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      Shyron E Shenko 2 weeks ago from Texas

      Shannon, oh this is really good, I could not stop reading Is this a chapter and I missed a few? Wow.

      Blessings my friend

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      Shannon 2 weeks ago from Texas

      More like an opening scene to a novel, Shyron. I intend to write more and share them here. Thank you for your encouragement. I know I am good at drawing people in, but then I worry about keeping interest throughout. I will give it a try.

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