Lonewolf76
Feb 16, 2009, 4:57 PM
Ok Folks - Got this from a friend in an e-mail. For you adventurous ones, here's what you do. Pick your favorite band, then write a little short story (doesn't have to be as long as mine - I got carried away!) based on their song titles. Highlight the song titles in BOLD. I cheated easiest way to do it is to go to the internet and get their song titles then sharpen the brain and away you go! I chose STYX. Have fun! LW
This old man is sitting here remembering what it was like to be a young man. I remember my first time as if it were yesterday. It wasn’t love at first sight or anything. Jennifer and I met at a local hangout during the days when I had too much time on my hands. Jennifer was a lady of substantial experience, but she was a southern woman and a lady none the less. She was about 12 years older than I and went by many names; some called her Lorelei some called her Little Suzy and I distinctly remember one old man referred to her as State Street Sadie. I didn’t care she looked like Miss America to me. She began to show an interest in me and I often wondered then what she saw in a man like me. I was just a laborer at the local factory nothing special about me; I was just a blue collar man.
Ah, it was great being young when everything was a brave new world and I was born for adventure. I remember Jennifer coming by one night and saying “Hey Babe, wanna go for a midnight ride?” Of course I said “Sure” Hell this was the best thing that had happened to me and like any man of my age I had great expectations and was hoping to score a little love in the moonlight! We hopped in my car and she got behind the wheel and drove for quite a ways. Finally she pulled off the road and drove down this tree lined gravel road past old ruins that looked like castle walls. I remember thinking that we were a long way from the city – I began to feel like a man in the wilderness. We finally ended our journey at this little cove with a picnic table. Jennifer retrieved a blanket from the car and spread it out over the grass, She lit candles and incense. When I asked her what she was doing she said “Love is the Ritual”. I thought I’m Okay with that.
Jennifer called me over and motioned for me to lie next to her. She may have been 12 years older than I, but she had the body of a Ballerina. Little did I know then that I was close to living on borrowed time. If I’d had a crystal ball I would’ve hauled ass back to Chicago! We kicked off our shooz and Jennifer slowly undressed me and I undressed her. She breathed seductively into my ear “Just do things my way and it will be the best of times.” I said “Sure darlin, just show me the way.” Slowly we started making out and I recall feeling like Captain America! I was amazed at what has come between us. I thought we’d better get the show on the road while there’s still time. But mother dear had taught me that you better ask before proceeding even when you need love so badly.
The palm of your hand only does so much and It had been so long since I had felt any sexual relief that I was almost snowblind. Jennifer gave the go ahead and I remember thinking in my young naïve way “Baby I’m gonna make you feel it!” Soon we were rockin the paradise. We were going along like superstars and I was just praying “Oh god, Don’t let it end! I thought everything was going great until she destroyed my grand illusion when she “Whispered “Oh Dear John”. “I said “My name is Eddie”. Suddenly I swear I heard the Hallelujah Chorus and new that I was running out of time. Then strangely I also heard Clair De Lune in the distance and saw bouncing lights. Someone was driving up the road towards us!
Suddenly this angry man pulls up in a pick up truck and gets out and pulls a gun. He fires one shot into the air. I am scrambling for my clothes. “You two timing Queen of Spades. I’m tired of you leading your double life. Haven’t we been here before? How many times do I have to tell you to stop playing around?” I took one look at his angry face and knew that behind that snarl was a criminal mind. I thought, “Boy, you better be ready to kiss your ass goodbye!” He glanced over at me angrily. “Get the hell outta here kid – this is between me and her.” I didn’t need a second invitation. I knew I didn’t want to suffer any heavy metal poisoning. So I gathered my stuff and booked. Looking out for number one. I kicked myself when I was safely back in my car. “You’re fooling yourself if you think she cares. She never said she was married, but I still felt like a homewrecker. I fired up the engine and shot out of there. ”Just get me through this night”, I thought to myself. I hit the highway and was on my way back to the city. “Well, you’re not dead yet!” I chuckled to myself. I know that nothing ever goes as planned, but Jennifer has quickly went from my Miss America to a Fallen angel. I’d had bad experiences in my life, but nothing as bad as this!The next day, shaken, but not dead, I saw the beautiful Carrie Ann. I approached her and said my best opening line yet. “Hi, Carrie, I have a boat on the river, wanna come sail away with me?” She smiled at me and said “Yes I can!”
This old man is sitting here remembering what it was like to be a young man. I remember my first time as if it were yesterday. It wasn’t love at first sight or anything. Jennifer and I met at a local hangout during the days when I had too much time on my hands. Jennifer was a lady of substantial experience, but she was a southern woman and a lady none the less. She was about 12 years older than I and went by many names; some called her Lorelei some called her Little Suzy and I distinctly remember one old man referred to her as State Street Sadie. I didn’t care she looked like Miss America to me. She began to show an interest in me and I often wondered then what she saw in a man like me. I was just a laborer at the local factory nothing special about me; I was just a blue collar man.
Ah, it was great being young when everything was a brave new world and I was born for adventure. I remember Jennifer coming by one night and saying “Hey Babe, wanna go for a midnight ride?” Of course I said “Sure” Hell this was the best thing that had happened to me and like any man of my age I had great expectations and was hoping to score a little love in the moonlight! We hopped in my car and she got behind the wheel and drove for quite a ways. Finally she pulled off the road and drove down this tree lined gravel road past old ruins that looked like castle walls. I remember thinking that we were a long way from the city – I began to feel like a man in the wilderness. We finally ended our journey at this little cove with a picnic table. Jennifer retrieved a blanket from the car and spread it out over the grass, She lit candles and incense. When I asked her what she was doing she said “Love is the Ritual”. I thought I’m Okay with that.
Jennifer called me over and motioned for me to lie next to her. She may have been 12 years older than I, but she had the body of a Ballerina. Little did I know then that I was close to living on borrowed time. If I’d had a crystal ball I would’ve hauled ass back to Chicago! We kicked off our shooz and Jennifer slowly undressed me and I undressed her. She breathed seductively into my ear “Just do things my way and it will be the best of times.” I said “Sure darlin, just show me the way.” Slowly we started making out and I recall feeling like Captain America! I was amazed at what has come between us. I thought we’d better get the show on the road while there’s still time. But mother dear had taught me that you better ask before proceeding even when you need love so badly.
The palm of your hand only does so much and It had been so long since I had felt any sexual relief that I was almost snowblind. Jennifer gave the go ahead and I remember thinking in my young naïve way “Baby I’m gonna make you feel it!” Soon we were rockin the paradise. We were going along like superstars and I was just praying “Oh god, Don’t let it end! I thought everything was going great until she destroyed my grand illusion when she “Whispered “Oh Dear John”. “I said “My name is Eddie”. Suddenly I swear I heard the Hallelujah Chorus and new that I was running out of time. Then strangely I also heard Clair De Lune in the distance and saw bouncing lights. Someone was driving up the road towards us!
Suddenly this angry man pulls up in a pick up truck and gets out and pulls a gun. He fires one shot into the air. I am scrambling for my clothes. “You two timing Queen of Spades. I’m tired of you leading your double life. Haven’t we been here before? How many times do I have to tell you to stop playing around?” I took one look at his angry face and knew that behind that snarl was a criminal mind. I thought, “Boy, you better be ready to kiss your ass goodbye!” He glanced over at me angrily. “Get the hell outta here kid – this is between me and her.” I didn’t need a second invitation. I knew I didn’t want to suffer any heavy metal poisoning. So I gathered my stuff and booked. Looking out for number one. I kicked myself when I was safely back in my car. “You’re fooling yourself if you think she cares. She never said she was married, but I still felt like a homewrecker. I fired up the engine and shot out of there. ”Just get me through this night”, I thought to myself. I hit the highway and was on my way back to the city. “Well, you’re not dead yet!” I chuckled to myself. I know that nothing ever goes as planned, but Jennifer has quickly went from my Miss America to a Fallen angel. I’d had bad experiences in my life, but nothing as bad as this!The next day, shaken, but not dead, I saw the beautiful Carrie Ann. I approached her and said my best opening line yet. “Hi, Carrie, I have a boat on the river, wanna come sail away with me?” She smiled at me and said “Yes I can!”