For the last couple of weeks we have joined Anna and Ginger, my two erotic romance heroines, for a drink at a bar where fictional heroes go to relax. They had spotted Ned Jelli, but he had given Anna a look, drilling into her a warning not to approach, so she sent him a drink from across the bar and returned to Ginger at the table.
‘Not tonight, Josephine,’ laughed Ginger as Anna returned. Forcing a smile she nodded in agreement, then saw the man now sitting at their table.
She slowly sat down, deliberately turning to face him, crossing her legs so the toe of her shoe was only inches away from his leg. ‘Your a very handsome gentleman, and perched there on the edge of your chair, leaning in closely, you’ve made me think you have a secret to share.’
‘Ladies,’ he replied with a twinkle in his eye, ‘I may be a Sixth Form Poet, but fiddle with me and I become a Hot Firm Sexpot.’
Winking at Anna, Ginger exclaimed, ‘ a poet, an anagram, and a very sexy man is indeed something we would LOVE to play with!”
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