Word 4 Word, Vol. 2

 

 

Photo by Moriah Lancaster

W4W – Word 4 Word

 

Note: This month’s W4W was written on an actual stopped trolley.  The writers had to evacuate the train and walk four blocks through the underground subway tunnel to exit because there was a fire in a trolley car up ahead.   

 

“I can’t believe I’m stuck on this subway train – with her!”  Jane thought.

“I wonder what would happen if we started having sex.  I mean, the train is stopped, what’s the worst that could happen?”  Jess thought and glanced at Jane.

As she hopelessly stared out the darkened window, Jane felt a warm hand settle on her thigh.

“I’m at least going to cop a feel!” Jess declared in her head and snaked her hand over to Jane’s thigh, just below where her skirt ended.  

“Woah, now,” Jane yelled as she jumped, alerting the other passengers to the shenanigans of her seat companion.  A bum, sitting in a pair of piss-soaked pants that were possibly on backwards, grumbled at them.  

“Take it easy,” Jess said, comfortingly.  “I’ve been told I’ve got the golden touch.”  Jane looked bewildered at Jess and glanced around, desperately seeking another seat.  “You need to relax.  Chill out.  Really, it’s amazing how anxious you are about everything.”  

Jane looked at Jess a moment.  “Do I know you?”

“No, but I’m sure you want to under all that pretentious bitchiness,” Jess quickly spouted with a seductive smile.  Jane stared hard at Jess.  Jane, an upper-class woman in her mid-40’s, knew she should have never sat next to the lesbian.  Now she was stuck in this stinking, disgusting train with a tomboy perv.

Jess ran her fingers up and down Jane’s stockinged leg.  “Oh?  You’re not?”  

“No, I’m not,” Jane said, however deep down she wasn’t feeling quite as sure as she sounded.

 

Word 4 Word is: one person starts with a sentence, the next person adds on, so on and so forth.  W4W is a monthly short story collaboration in this style by RD and JD.  Want to keep the dream alive?  Send us your own additions to the story or W4W’s that you and others have come up with!

 

# 1, Word for Word

 

Word 4 Word is a monthly column that uses the old school game of “I write a sentence, you write a sentence” to create short stories based on lesbian themes. Bored? Why don’t you and your girlfriend or friends write a Word 4 Word story! Lyke Mag will happily accept short Word 4 Word stories (700 words or less, please) to publish in this column. If you want, write the next scene to this story in the “Word 4 Word” fashion!

Cabin Fever Pitch

“Anastasia” by Cicely Blanchard

It was the coldest Christmas Toni could remember. Her thoughts drifted to how in the hell she would shovel her car out of the four inches of snow accumulating outside, as her great-grandmother passed her the gravy boat. As she sloshed the brown sauce over the homemade mashed potatoes on her dish, her girlfriend gently slid her foot up the backside of Toni’s leg. Toni glared at her girlfriend as the gravy spilled over her potatoes; in her mind she stewed over the thought of her whole family being snowed in at the small cottage with her an her sex-crazed girlfriend. What a shock it would be for any of her eight family members to walk in on her and her “best friend” Laura doing the deed. Fucking great she thought to herself as the snowflakes outside became as thick as the ball of potatoes collecting in her stomach.

Toni and Laura had been together for nearly nine months. Laura had visited Toni’s family four times and the couple was practically living together, yet somehow the family just didn’t get it. “Who is this girl, this best friend? Where’d you meet her?” Spouted off Florina, a loud Jewish friend of the family. “We met on the internet,” Laura said with a seductive smile. Toni wondered if the gravy boat would accommodate her nose an mouth in the perfect fit so she could drown herself. “Oh, well isn’t that so wonderful?” Marlene said to the group. Out of the corner of her eye, Toni could see her dad staring at the pair of them with his mouth open. “Eat some stuffing!” Her mother practically shouted and shoved a piece into his mouth with a nervous giggle. Her mother gulped half of a glass of wine as her father, intently staring at Laura, slowly ground up the stuffing between his fake molars. “So Laura,” Florina continued with the inevitable question, “Do you have a boyfriend? A pretty girl like you must have a boyfriend.” Her mother uncontrollably spit the last slug of wine onto her dish and her dad made a faint choking sound. The room, full of cousins, uncles and aunts, grew silent, save for the great-grandmother who happily chewed away on a forkful of gelatin-like cranberries. “To hell with everyone!” the slightly delusional woman exclaimed and shoved another mouthful in. The room didn’t blink at her outburst, but continued to stare at Laura. “Well, to be honest,” Laura began, “I spend way to much time with Toni to have a boyfriend.” Laura smiled at the family and licked a spoonful of potatoes sauce. “I mean, we’re just thebest of friends,” she said with a wink toward Toni. With that, Toni dug the heel of her leather boot into the top of Laura’s sneaker. “Ow baby,” she turned and whimpered. Then, realizing her remark, exclaimed, “Ow baby!” with a huge, cheesy grin on her face. “I love this cranberry sauce! It’s delicious!” “Me too!” the great-grandmother screamed.

The snow continued to fall and the rest of the dinner went off without too much of a hitch. “I know you’re not going to drive home in this,” Toni’s mom said with motherly concern in her voice. “I’m sure we’ll be fine, mom” Toni quickly answered with one hand on the front door knob. Toni got to her car and clicked the button. The car lit up and with Laura still in the doorway, saying her goodbyes, Toni started the car. She put it into reverse and the tires began to spin. Toni slammed her head against the headrest and pressed the gas to the floor, causing a loud whirling sound, but no movement. Laura turned to Toni’s mom who was shaking her head, and asked, “So, where do we sleep?” -Raeann Drew & Jenn Dugger

Question: Have you ever had or been a girlfriend that was embarrassing to have around family? Why?Who was more whack, the girlfriend or the family?