Hump Day Kick Start – Diner Edition

Song of the Day: Slow Burn by Atreyu

Hump Day Kick Start – for your muse, a writing picture prompt, or just a visual treat.

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Hmm…diner, couple making out on the counter. There’s a story in this picture and I want you to tell me about it.

Who is our couple? Is he a trucker just passing through? Was the coffee that good, he just had to show his appreciation? Is she the diner’s owner seducing the banker’s son in hopes to keep her struggling business from foreclosing? Perhaps the town’s mechanic rescued the beauty outside of town where her fancy sports car broke down and their attraction was so immediate, he had to devour her like the diner’s apple pie special?

Don’t be shy. Let me hear your take.

17 Responses to Hump Day Kick Start – Diner Edition

  1. jbrayweber says:

    Pfftth! Hardly, Stacey.

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  2. jeff7salter says:

    finally, a cute girl to gaze upon. Thanks, Jenn.
    Here’s her story:

    Candace walked into the empty old-time drug store soda fountain just for a bit of nostalgia. She was too young to have visited one in full operation, but she’d seen them in films.
    What she did not expect — with the midday sun streaming through the windows — was to hear the sudden loud clack of the door locking.
    “What are you doing here?” demanded the ill-tempered but handsome workman in jeans and little else.
    Candace stammered a bit but actually formed no particular reply.
    As the workman approached, she could see something in his eyes besides anger and disapproval. It could be plain old lust, but there seemed to be an element of humor as well. Candace felt anything BUT funny at the moment. In fact, she feared for her safety.
    “You didn’t answer. What are you doing here?” he repeated sternly as he grabbed her wrist.
    “I wanted a milk shake,” she said, using the first image she had noted on the menu board.
    His eyes appraised her from head to booted toe. “It’ll cost you.”
    Now she could see more playfulness in his eyes, but it was still an ominous situation being locked in this facility with a strange man… alone.
    “How much could a milk shake cost?” she said, as she edged toward the door.
    He grabbed for her long coat and missed… except for a few buttons which ripped away from their anchors. “What have you got?”
    “Not much on me at all,” said Candace, noting that the man’s eyes focused on her chemise. “I never actually dressed today… just brushed my teeth and threw on this coat.”
    “You’re accustomed to driving about and trespassing while wearing hardly more than…” he lifted the lapel to inspect her territory, “… lingerie?”
    “Well, not normally. But I walked over. I’ve been wanting to see the insides of this old place, but it’s always been locked. I just now noticed the door was open, so I hurried over.”
    “It’s closed now.”
    “So I noticed,” she replied.
    “And locked.”
    She nodded.
    “So how much are you willing to pay for that milk shake?”

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  3. jbrayweber says:

    Now that’s what I’m talking about, Jeff! Perfect way to lead up to this photo. Well done, my friend, well done.

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  4. Sarah Andre says:

    Nice, Jeff!
    Let me ruminate and return later.

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  5. Tweeted. Maybe someday you’ll have a hot guy in pantaloons or a cravat.

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  6. jbrayweber says:

    Is that a challenge, Ella? The hunt is on!

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  7. Thanks again, Jenn! Here’s my take.

    Joe runs a popular retro-style diner. But today’s a bad day. Half his staff is sick with the flu. The food and service are way below his standards. And his day is about to get much worse.

    While filling in for an absent waiter, Joe spots at a table Mandy X, the notoriously demanding restaurant critic. Her opinion of his diner will make or break him. And right now she’s complaining her chicken a la king tastes like chicken you-know-what.

    But she’s also eyeing Joe. Clearly she finds him pretty cute. They start talking and end up flirting. With closing time approaching, it’s clear what Mandy wants for dessert. Joe!

    Once the customers and cleanup crew leave, Joe and Mandy stay on. He gives her his best service. This time she has no complaints at all!

    The next day she writes a review, with the headline: “Joe’s Diner, the Best Place for In and Out Dining”.

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  8. jeff7salter says:

    ha. very good, Mary Anne!

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  9. jbrayweber says:

    HAHA! Very clever, Mandy, er I mean, Mary Anne. Love it, as always. 😀

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  10. Marie says:

    It’s a quarter to three..there’s no one in the place, except you and me. Daltry and Tessa had just opened the new diner,Shakes, floats and Jellyrolls. They were expecting the afternoon crowd. School would be out at three and the wave of teens and moms with their broods would be ascending. After a hard morning at the shake shack ,they deserved a little loving at the fountain. Let the good times roll.

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  11. jbrayweber says:

    Nothing like a quick jellyroll before the crowds. 😉 Good one, Marie!

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  12. Sarah Andre says:

    He’s gonna do it. Today’s the day. 4th of July won’t just be about celebrating American Independence anymore. It’ll also be the day he popped the question…jeez, just the thought makes sweat pop out on his brow.

    Steven nudges Savannah and she turns away from the raucous parade marching down Main Street. As hot as it is outside she looks cool and collected. And smokin’! Do shorts even come any shorter before they’re called thongs?

    Just by turning toward him the gap in her blue plaid halter top flashes smooth curvature and his mouth dries up. All night he’s rehearsed what he’s going to say and now, gazing into her cornflower blue eyes…well, the words up and split.

    “Let’s go into your daddy’s diner and cool off,” he suggests and his voice sounds like sawdust. Christ, he better collect himself!

    “But he’s up next, after the high school marching band,” she protests and squints down the street. “There! I can see him.”

    He follows her pointed finger, the left hand, the hand that will soon wear his ring and yep, there’s her dad. And all his mayoral staff with him. The bunch of ’em are riding miniature electric cars and wearing silly red hats with black tassels. Guy looks like he’s having the time of his life with his knees sticking out at right angles from the vehicle, but just for a nanosecond Steven thinks twice about marrying into this family.

    The thought flashes past. The mayor owns half the stores in this town and 23 years ago he and Mrs Mayor gave birth to the hottest babe Steven’s ever laid eyes on. So he waits patiently until the Mayor rides by, waving dutifully as the old man winks broadly at his daughter.

    “Diner?” he repeats, because now he’s so damn nervous he can’t string a simple sentence together.

    “You sure got a bug up your ass to get in there. I doubt it’s to buy me an ice cream,” she jokes. She has a point. Their first date ended in there. On the counter. Sweaty and satisfied and him already half in love.

    Laughing, she pulls him into the store. Before he can get down on one knee she’s jumped up on the counter and stripped off his t-shirt. “Is this what you want, big boy? Sex behind the town’s back…literally?” Out the wall length window are the backs of the waving and cheering town folk.

    “No, I…” he fumbles for the ring in his jeans, yanks it out–knocking over the pitcher of cream on her right. “Jesus…”

    “Hey,” Savannah teases, “what’s with you today? You’re all serious and moody. It’s the 4th of July, babe!”

    “I…I wanted to ask you something.”

    “No more talking,” she says and pulls him between her thighs, wrapping her buckle-toed boots around his waist. “Mmmm. Like that,” she murmurs as his hands on their own volition clasp her in an embrace. He nuzzles her neck. She smells like cotton candy and honeysuckle shampoo.

    Feeling her satiny skin and hearing her soft moan undoes him. Blood rushes south and he’s smart enough to know he can’t pop the question until he can do so coherently.

    He slips the ring back in his pocket, deciding to enjoy a little afternoon delight first.
    😉

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  13. jeff7salter says:

    I may need a cold shower after this one…

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  14. jbrayweber says:

    It’s why you keep coming back, Jeff. HAHA!

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  15. jeff7salter says:

    heh, heh, heh

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  16. jbrayweber says:

    You nailed it again. (And so did Steven!) I love how well you played this out with the daddy, his knees, the honeysuckle shampoo, her quips… Awesome job, Sarah!!

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