
I am going to bed with Mrs. Crasthorpe.
I have been to bed with her before.
It was a most pleasant experience.
Her husband is dead. She is a free woman now.
She is fit and feisty and when she’s breathed in the briny air of Eastbourne, she loosens up and tells me.
She has generously full lips. blonde hair and grey-blue eyes and is the ripe old age of 59.
Nothing unseemly passes between us, however.
Sadly she is an invention of William Trevor.
Ha! I was so into this and then you got me. Well, in that same vein I’m headed to bed soon with Wesley from the Princess Bride. A favorite way to fall asleep with a smile.
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have a good night, K , with Wesley between the covers, book covers that is 🙂
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Haha! That’s so creative and witty, John. I keep mine at the desk with me. No bed buddies here. 🙂
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Lol. very wise , Terveen; she happily lives on my Kindle, a screen safely between us 🙂
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ah, a sad twist!)
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yes, but she settles me down at night, Beth; would have been interesting to have met her in real life —-
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indeed –
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LOL! You brighten my day 😆
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thanks, LaShelle; glad you enjoyed it 🙂
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Love this provocative piece of imagination, John. 😀
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glad you liked it, Eden 🙂
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Quite an interesting bed buddy you have! 🙂
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hahah; it’d be great if she were a real person 🙂
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They say that fictional people can’t match real people; I find that, with all the unsightly parts excised, they do quite well, thank you very much.
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Lol; I think Mrs, C would have been a handful in real life —
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Excellent.
The conclusion is so great!
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yes, the line just fell into place: it was fortuitous that ‘Trevor’ rhymed with ‘however’
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