Into the Sunset in 155
by Alisia D. Crede
Author's notes in chapter one.
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Urban Truth
The mood was perfect: a romantic candlelight dinner in her apartment with a bottle of Scotch for Jack. Nora chose not to imbibe, but she had no problem taking advantage of Jack's frisky mood when *he* did, so she was anticipating a fulfilling evening.
Unfortunately, tonight his inebriation had taken an irritating turn toward chattiness, and he launched into full prosecutor mode, lecturing her on the dangers of the reptile-infested sewers.
"Jack, I'm sure the urban legends about alligators in the sewer system are just that -- urban legends," Nora cooed softly, desperately trying to steer Jack's mood toward the amorous. "To prove it to you, I'm going into the bathroom right now. And when I get back ..." She waggled her eyebrows.
Moments later, a scream floated down the hall from the bathroom. And when Jack rushed drunkenly toward the source, the only thing remaining was an alligator licking its reptilian lips in satisfaction.
by Alisia D. Crede
Author's notes in chapter one.
***
Urban Truth
The mood was perfect: a romantic candlelight dinner in her apartment with a bottle of Scotch for Jack. Nora chose not to imbibe, but she had no problem taking advantage of Jack's frisky mood when *he* did, so she was anticipating a fulfilling evening.
Unfortunately, tonight his inebriation had taken an irritating turn toward chattiness, and he launched into full prosecutor mode, lecturing her on the dangers of the reptile-infested sewers.
"Jack, I'm sure the urban legends about alligators in the sewer system are just that -- urban legends," Nora cooed softly, desperately trying to steer Jack's mood toward the amorous. "To prove it to you, I'm going into the bathroom right now. And when I get back ..." She waggled her eyebrows.
Moments later, a scream floated down the hall from the bathroom. And when Jack rushed drunkenly toward the source, the only thing remaining was an alligator licking its reptilian lips in satisfaction.
