Friday, 4 May 2012

Picture Prompt Challenge!


My contribution to the Romantic Friday Writer's Challenge.

“Not bad, not bad at all. Legs up to their . . .” Momentary silence befell them, while Danny eyed the The Lollipops, the girls who were gigging at the pub. “Should have come here before . . . Why haven’t we?”
   “Dunno, but the girls said to meet ’em here tonight,” replied Ginger, eyeing a new arrival shimmying toward the bar. “Get a load of that.”
   Danny swung round, beer swilling from his glass. “Oh shit.”
   Tom burst out laughing. “Am I seeing things?”
   “Like what,” groaned Danny, a wet patch in his groin area. “Jeez, that’s all I need.”    
   Ginger glanced at Danny’s predicament, and roared with laughter. ‘Classic, mate. A sure sign of wet Lollipop dream. They’ll love you.”
   “Hey guys,” intoned Tom, eyes glued to the newcomer. “You sure you wanna hang out here?”
   “Yeah, why?” Ginger followed Tom’s line of vision. “Ah, see what you mean.”
   Danny turned in his seat, his foot catching that of a Lollipop girl: the trio making toward the podium. “Sorry about that, didn’t  . . .”
   Bright blues locked onto his, and Danny sensed . . . No, felt the vibes going through his body. Whoa, this couldn’t be happening.”
   “Hey sugar,” said blue-eyed Lollipop, deep rasping voice akin to that of an old movie star he’d seen on TV and kind of sexy with it, “come and see me later, after the gig.”
   Once again silence befell them as the Lollipops strolled past on skyscraper heels.
   “I’m out of here,” said Ginger, getting to his feet.
   “Too late,” said Tom, “the girls just walked in.”
   Danny glanced toward the door, Jenny having spotted their table and waving as though not having set eyes on him in weeks. Love’s young dream, and Jenny as remote from a Lollipop girl as that of . . .Damn it, why had the girls selected this pub for an anniversary do?
  “Oooh, big boy,” she said, slipping onto his knee, a kiss to lips as the Lollipops burst into song. “Missed me?”
  “Not yet, I’m still trying on that score.”
  She puckered her nose. “Great here, in’t it?” she said, addressing her best mates, his best mates girlfriends. “Different. Like kind of funnnnn different.”
   Charlene, Ginger’s girl said, “Yeah, and those Lollipops in’t half got some balls to stand up their in them there skimpies.”
   Sharon, Tom’s girl burst into laughter, said, “Big girls, in’t they. Like tall, tall.”
   Charlene started giggling. “Oh Danny, if you could see your face.”
   He laughed. “Come here.” The kiss potent, driven by lust, edged with guilt. “I love you.”
   “I know you do,” said Jenny, semi-breathless, “but what brought that on?”
   “Nothing, just saying.”
   Ginger laughed. “Happy Anniversary mate.” He raised his glass. “To all of us, one year down and two days to go to your big day.”
   “Thanks, Ging,” said Jenny. “Stag and Hen do in one is more fun, don’t you think? And guess what . . . Danny boy, you’re going to get to sing with the Lollipops.”
   “No way,” said Danny, hefting Jenny from his lap. “No bleeding way I am getting up there and singing along with trannies.”
   “Danny. Wait.”  
   Ginger laughed, got to his feet and raised his glass. “Bad move, Jenny, bad move.”

Hee hee, over word count if it's 400 for today's challenge. And believe it I penned this over lunch. OK: to see other participants in this picture prompt go here.


DeniseCovey _L_Aussie said...

Hey F, you're a bloomin' genius to have penned this over lunch. Right ripper 'tis an all. Live the voices. Spot on. What fun! I felt I was there.

BTW Word Count is 600 today.

Great post. Have a great weekend.


Anna said...

Dear Francine,

Your word count according to WordCalc
is 546, which is perfect for this.

You did this over lunch? Well that shows what a pro you are! I never write that fast. Well, I can sometimes get ideas fast, but there are always so many typos. And some words I simply do not know how to spell. (Hate to admit it, but it's true.)

Lots of fun atmosphere here. It feels like the haphazardness of a night out with young people. Fits the picture too. You have followed the instructions well and still written a text has your vibrant style. And your characters talk! You've got them chatting away, as young people do when they are out having a good time. I think I need to send my characters to a speech therapist!

Best wishes,
Anna's RFW challenge 35

Donna Hole said...

Lollipops, totally perfect. Good use of dialogue to reveal the setting, and atmosphere. This made me smile, especially the last line.

Thanks for joining in this week.


Andy David said...

Hello Francine.
I can't believe you came up with this over lunch...I agonized for days over mine! The language made me smile's how both my brothers-in-law sound...they live in London. Nice read. Thanks for sharing.

Last Dance

N. R. Williams said...

Hi Francine
Ohh...tantalizing and so different. The language was perfect and unusual for this American. I love the name, 'Lollipops.' Well written, it captured me from the first.

Francine Howarth: UK said...

Thanks for the "bloomin' genius"... I tell you it just flowed so easily. And now that I've been doing the rounds what a giggle so many trannies showed up! ;)


Francine Howarth: UK said...


Thanks for stopping by, Anna.

The prompt spoke! ;)


Francine Howarth: UK said...

Hi Donna,

As I said to Anna, the prompt was so appropriate for a tranny club.


Francine Howarth: UK said...

Hi Andy,

Yes, one can hardly hear oneself in a UK pub, especially a boy type pub: though this one had a twist... ;)


Francine Howarth: UK said...

Hi Nancy,

Thanks ever so for stopping by. I know, those wigs just got me thinking men in drag! ;)


Kiru Taye said...

LOL. Poor Danny. Another clever use of the image prompt. Love it. Well done, Francine.

Francine Howarth: UK said...

Hi Kiru,

Yep, poor Danny...Though a hint of something he wasn't expecting! ;)


DeniseCovey _L_Aussie said...

Hi F. Just popped by for another giggle. D.

Francine Howarth: UK said...

You're welcome!

SongoftheSea said...

Brilliant! Funny, witty and so realistic. Really felt as though I was in that pub and eavesdropping on the lads.

Francine Howarth: UK said...

Thanks for stopping by! Much appreciated.