Hump Day Kick Start

Song of the Day:  Control by Puddle of Mudd

Photo by Tom Cullis


Yowza! How do you like today’s pick?

What does this prompt say to you? I’m not even going to give you suggestions this time. Surely you can come up with your own fantasies, um, stories with this picture. I mean, just look at his, um, face. What is he thinking? What, or who, is he looking at? Why is he, er, wet and naked?

I’d love to hear from you.

7 Responses to Hump Day Kick Start

  1. jeff7salter says:

    Okay, this one is easy.
    Right before the photo was snapped, he was taking a fairly ordinary shower.
    Then he felt (and heard) a horrific rumble in his lower belly.
    “Oh, no, I shouldn’t have eated those three extra burritos!”
    He tried to scramble out of the shower, but realized he’d forgotten to bring a clean towel into the (rather dark) shower stall.
    With only seconds remaining until the burritos took their ‘toll’ … he just resigned himself to take care of ‘business’ right there in the shower.
    Yeah, I know, it’s gritty stuff right of film noire, but when burritos attack, you don’t have many options.
    If only the photographer had brought a towel!


  2. jbrayweber says:

    You really know how to ruin things, Jeff. And he he looks that sexy while taking care of business, I imagine I could over look his excessive burrito eating. Maybe. HA!


  3. Blurb:
    Caleb Frost had everything a college athlete could ever want. His life was that of a living legend in the making.
    Little did he know that his dream-world would shatter all in one night.
    Behind his back, an enemy he never knew he had, plotted against him out of spite and jealousy.
    With one gut wrenching twist, Caleb lost his girl, his shot at a pro-football contract and before the night is over, he just may lose his life.
    Will he rise above the flood of chaos or is everything he’s worked for been washed away? Can he survive the ultimate betrayal or will it destroy him forever?
    Find out in:
    “Changing Tides” by Robin Badillo (probably not coming to a books store near you)
    That was fun!! He sure is sexy, who knows, he may end up chained in my closet next to some of the others you’ve posted!!!!


  4. jbrayweber says:

    What’s fun is reading the great comments to the pix I post.
    Thanks for playing along, Robin! Your blurb was intriguing. 🙂
    But I have to say, Caleb, as you called him, is currently chained up in my closet. LOL!


  5. Wow, this shot is exceptional even for one of yours, Jenn! And thanks for the write-ups, Jeff and Robin.
    Here’s my take:

    Joe was sitting in the sauna, a pastime he usually enjoyed. But not now. He couldn’t get his mind off Mandy—in particular, the fight they’d just had.

    If only he’d thought it through before he spoke. Better yet, if only he’d not spoken at all.

    Maybe things would have eventually sorted themselves out. Other couples have lasted without the man and woman having much in common, haven’t they?

    Aw, who was he kidding? A man who has nothing and a woman who has everything could have no future. If Joe was smart, he would accept it, then get Mandy out of his mind. But when it came to women, he just wasn’t thinking. At least, not with his head.

    Then Joe heard someone else enter the sauna. Probably Sam the attendant, reminding him his time was almost up.

    Joe said, “I’m getting low on towels.”

    “You look fine without any,” said a feminine voice.

    Joe gasped. There she was. Wearing nothing but a skimpy towel and a smile.

    “Mandy! What are you doing here?”

    “There’s only one possible reason. I just had to see you.”

    “How the hell did you get into a men-only sauna?”

    “I greased the attendant’s palm. I told him not to let anyone else in until I’ve finished talking to you.”

    Joe looked away and tried to sound indifferent. “What’s there to say? A woman with your advantages and a nobody like me . . . it’d never work.”

    She cuddled up against him. “I’ll make it work! I love you, Joe. I always will. And a man like you won’t be a nobody for long.”

    She dropped her towel and pressed herself into Joe’s sweaty body. Inside he felt a fire that had nothing to do with the steam heat.

    Joe could no longer pretend to ignore Mandy. They embraced and lay down on the sauna bench.

    * * *

    Sam the sauna attendant sat outside the door, happily counting his money. What a windfall! That lady, whoever she was, must have been desperate to see Joe.

    As Sam was wondering how he should spend his, er, tip, he heard a knocking noise from inside the sauna. Thump, thump, thump.

    Sam smiled. This time it surely wasn’t the pipes that were banging!


  6. jbrayweber says:

    >>>Aw, who was he kidding? A man who has nothing <<<
    Yup…he's a man with nothing, nothing on, that is. LOL
    Yeah, this time it was hard to share. The photographer did an excellent job with his, er, subject.
    Thanks, Mary Anne.


  7. jeff7salter says:

    Mary Anne, I broke out in a sweat.
    I want to read Chapt. 2 !


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