“My boyfriend said he didn’t really want to come on the picnic with us. I made sure he’d regret it.”
“He said he wasn’t really into dancing. I said I was, and if I wasn’t dancing with him, then I’d be dancing with a stranger. He followed me straight away.”
“They said she might be our last Queen; that the monarchy was irrelevant to modern people. But she wasn’t like any other Queen we’d had.”
“Coffee mornings had started to get boring, but I had an idea on how I could spice them up.”
I’ve written my first (very) short story for a few months, and it’s up in the Exclusive Stories section of my website. It’s called Seriously Sexy Secret Santa and… well, it’s only short so I don’t want to spoil it. But imagine a world where office parties can still happen, it’s your last day, and you want to leave an impression.
And what else might Santa wear beneath his costume? Nobody knows for sure that he isn’t in white stockings with red bows around the tops, but within the next five minutes everybody I’ve worked with for the past three years will know that that’s exactly what Seriously Sexy Secret Santa wears.
If you don’t have access you can fill out the form at the bottom of this page and within a few days I’ll send you a password.
I hope the story brings bit of fun to the end of a difficult year.