Troy McNaughtonPoints of Passion--Part Two
October 16th 2007 01:13
Points of Passion
The saga continues. Our heroine Riana pursues her erring husband Cade, who has left their marital home in Kellyville for the sordid delights of life in Sydney’s inner west with Riana’s arch-rival, the buxom slag HOOTER.
Part Two
As Cade roared out of the driveway, powered by a V-8 engine and his full-throttle lust for HOOTER, Riana pulled herself up and stared angrily at the disappearing car. Riana looked as crumpled and forlorn as a $25 Telstra Shop Voucher that you’ve been carrying around in your wallet for yonks because they won’t let you use it to pay your phone bill and there’s nothing you want from the Telstra Shop, anyway. But for once, Riana’s mind, to the extent that she had one, wasn’t on vouchers. Riana’s mind was on REVENGE.
Riana pulled up the lacy straps of her alluring purply-pink peignoir, stomped up the driveway, and wished like hell she had a man with that perfect blend of strength and sensitivity, like Fabio or David Hasselhoff, to open the garage door for her. Gritting her pearly white teeth, she grasped the garage door handle and performed this most unfeminine task without so much as a grunt escaping her glossy lips.
The mysterious darkness of the garage beckoned. Cade had taken his love away. Cade had taken their car away. But inside the garage, gleaming in light reflected from the frog-shaped plastic garden lamps purchased with Home, Timber & Hardware vouchers, was the Bandor Motorised Cruiser Electro-Glide Scooter Riana had obtained with 80,000 Westpac Altitude points. Riana had desperately wanted the Peugeot Speedfight II Motor Scooter, but Cade, damn him, had refused to buy $534,200 worth of stuff they didn’t need just to redeem points for a scooter they didn’t need. So Riana had gone out and bought $80,000 worth of stuff she didn’t need from Victoria’s Secret and the Tool Shed, and had forced Cade to submit to a weekend of passion that he wouldn’t soon forget, much as he might wish to.
Well, she’d show him! Riana fired up the scooter and puttered down the driveway. It might take her five or six hours to make the trip, but, as God was her witness, she’d confront Cade in the arms of that flagrant temptress, HOOTER!!!
The saga continues. Our heroine Riana pursues her erring husband Cade, who has left their marital home in Kellyville for the sordid delights of life in Sydney’s inner west with Riana’s arch-rival, the buxom slag HOOTER.
Part Two
As Cade roared out of the driveway, powered by a V-8 engine and his full-throttle lust for HOOTER, Riana pulled herself up and stared angrily at the disappearing car. Riana looked as crumpled and forlorn as a $25 Telstra Shop Voucher that you’ve been carrying around in your wallet for yonks because they won’t let you use it to pay your phone bill and there’s nothing you want from the Telstra Shop, anyway. But for once, Riana’s mind, to the extent that she had one, wasn’t on vouchers. Riana’s mind was on REVENGE.
Riana pulled up the lacy straps of her alluring purply-pink peignoir, stomped up the driveway, and wished like hell she had a man with that perfect blend of strength and sensitivity, like Fabio or David Hasselhoff, to open the garage door for her. Gritting her pearly white teeth, she grasped the garage door handle and performed this most unfeminine task without so much as a grunt escaping her glossy lips.
The mysterious darkness of the garage beckoned. Cade had taken his love away. Cade had taken their car away. But inside the garage, gleaming in light reflected from the frog-shaped plastic garden lamps purchased with Home, Timber & Hardware vouchers, was the Bandor Motorised Cruiser Electro-Glide Scooter Riana had obtained with 80,000 Westpac Altitude points. Riana had desperately wanted the Peugeot Speedfight II Motor Scooter, but Cade, damn him, had refused to buy $534,200 worth of stuff they didn’t need just to redeem points for a scooter they didn’t need. So Riana had gone out and bought $80,000 worth of stuff she didn’t need from Victoria’s Secret and the Tool Shed, and had forced Cade to submit to a weekend of passion that he wouldn’t soon forget, much as he might wish to.
Well, she’d show him! Riana fired up the scooter and puttered down the driveway. It might take her five or six hours to make the trip, but, as God was her witness, she’d confront Cade in the arms of that flagrant temptress, HOOTER!!!
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