For Fandango’s Story Starter #52, where we build something around the following phrase:
IThe dark silhouette of a woman stood in the doorway, gestured for me to come forward, and whispered…
The dark silhouette of a woman stood in the doorway, gestured for me to come forward, and whispered, “We’ve run out of lard again. We’ll have to have us Mars Bars fried in dripping”.
Mister Bump 
Your post’s title is very misleading! 😂
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so’s your stem 🤣
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😉😀😘
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Brilliant 🖤
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lol.. definitely go for chocolate anyday. Where does your demented mind come up with this kind of
thinking.
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Inspired by my readers!
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Love it, made me laugh 😂
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That woman only has batter on her mind.
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I had a distinct accent in mind, too, as I wrote this. I just loved that distinction between an ostensibly sexy woman and some absolutely disgusting food. My preferred food was tripe but I figured no-one would have a clue.
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I can’t stomach tripe. 😂
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🙂
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That’s great Misky 👍
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Well, that took a turn! 😂
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Was it me, or in the first instance does she not sound sultry and sexy? So what better than to have her talk about awful Food?
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The first sentence did have a sultry and sexy tone that you quickly changed. 😆
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My gift 🙂
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