Cooling Off Yet?
CSI NY Summer Story Challenge
OK folks, it's hot, it's humid, it's sunny, it's summer. Over here in the UK, Wimbledon is on (strawberries and cream anyone?), Andy Murray is doing well in the tennis (GO Andy! From all your fellow Scots!) and I think, now hiatus is well and truly kicking in, that the re-runs just aren't hitting the spot.
Am I right or am I right?
So, then imagine my delight, when I spotted a new story, just posted, by CSI Kane, entitled Ice Lollies and Home Videos. VERY smutty.
So summer challenge up, while the heat wave continues:
Write a story. Must be M-rated. Must involve at least one CSI:NY character and absolutely must contain ice-cream or ice-lollies.
It's going to be fun seeing what we all come up with….
Jess Angell frowned as she lay flat on her queen sized bed in her downtown apartment. The air-con had finally given up the ghost and she lay there, in a vest and boy shorts, as the breeze from the electric fan washed over her, only serving to blow the humid air around the room rather than cool her off. She was hot. She was sticky. The summer heat was driving her insane.
Outside, she could hear the sounds of traffic, the distant sirens of some of New York's finest responding to 911 calls, the sounds of neighbors laughing, arguing, singing. Someone in her apartment was playing Billy Idol's "Hot in the City" at full blast. If it hadn't been so damned appropriate, she might have headed on up to their door and read them the riot act. She could hear the sounds of dogs barking, children playing next to fire hydrants that had suddenly decided to become impromptu water fountains, listening to them shriek, she smiled, remembering how she and her four brothers had played like that, by their house, in the borough.
Sweat formed formed on her forehead and beads slowly ran down the side of her face. Her hair was damp. She could feel the back of her vest was soaking. Groaning, she turned on her side, back to the fan, to see if it would dry a little. The moving air hit the damp fabric, suddenly cooling, making her gasp.
She dozed a little, hoping she wouldn't get called into work. The heat did bring out the crazies, after all.
And then there was a knock at the door…..
But who's there?! Who do you want it to be? Let me know what you think and, more importantly, if you're in!