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A short story 10-Jun-2009 At 6:53:36 PM Tav

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Ok. So 6 months ago Rod my M9 buddy specially asked me to write him a short story. This is it. Rod,
I'm only posting it here because you told me to!

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Hell Hath No Fury

It was a beautiful day in February, about a week after Valentines’ Day. My partner, Lee, and I woke
early in the Pines looking forward to a wonderful day of climbing in the sun. Strangely there weren’t
many people around so we only had to share the rock with a handful of other climbers.

I headed off towards the Organ Pipes with Lee following close behind. I could almost feel his gaze on
my backside, so a let my hips swing a little more than usual. I took his silence as a fairly good sign,
and as his breathing became a bit heavier than it should given the gradient of the hill, a sly smile
began to shade my face. The silence continued and I used the time to plan.

We made it to the base of the climb Lee was going to attempt and I looked around to make sure the
coast was clear. A lizard looked at me suspiciously but otherwise we were alone. How strange that a
pea-brained reptile would see through my plan but it would go over the head of my darling idiot. Taking
the rope in my hand I walked slowly over to Lee hoping my face looked like it was ‘smouldering with
desire’. It felt extremely uncomfortable, but it seemed to be having the desired effect. He put up no
struggle when I applied pressure to his shoulders and forced him to the ground and he only raised an
eyebrow when I tied him down. This was almost too easy.

I spent the next few minutes teasing the poor guy, substituting hexes for riding crops and climbing
shoes for high heels until I had him sweating and panting more than he ever would on that piddly thing
he called a climb. His groans were becoming a bit too loud so I decided to take immediate action. I
took off my bra without showing any skin other than my navel and shoved it in his mouth. It didn’t
muffle him quite as much as I’d hoped so I shoved my undies in there as well. What the hey.

I took a moment to savour his excpectant face, leant over him and whispered softly “this’ll teach you
to forget Valentines’ Day”.

As I walked off I could hear his muffled cries of panic. I looked back to view my handiwork and was
quite content to see that the only thing he’d be able to look at was that beloved rock face. Ah, the pure
hell. It was a busy wall, someone would find him in the next hour or so.

Arriving back at camp I fished his keys out of his pile of junk and drove in to Horsham. He could use
the walk into town to work out where he was going to take me out to dinner when we got back to
Melbourne, the B*stard.