Sugar on the Bee-The Real Lady Chatterley

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THE REAL LADY CHATTERLEY
100 words for Friday Fictioneers
Photoprompt © Jean L. Hays

The peahen’s impartial eye witnessed the first kiss, before the gentle stonemason took the lady’s hand and guided her along her own path and into her own house and up to her own bedroom. The lady was amazed and delighted and terrified.

The stonemason eventually slept, that enviable way that only young men can. The lady lay awake watching a tiny summer crawler climbing her naked lover’s chest.

A peacock’s shrill call woke him. “So, beautiful Lady Ottoline,” said her lover, “Why me and not that Huxley? Or that Lawrence?”

“Because they’d write about me and get me wrong.”

 

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52 thoughts on “Sugar on the Bee-The Real Lady Chatterley

    1. I stole that phrase from a poem of mine where I have summer crawlers armoured like knights. Sorry to confuse you! I shouldn’t have got carried away with myself and instead I should have made its bug status a bit clearer.

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    1. Thank you for noticing the repetition. Lady O didn’t like being written about because Huxley and Lawrence were so mean to her. While the stonemason never wrote a novel, he did write letters to her but her daughter burned them, which is a great shame.

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  1. I wanted it to be him. In everything else she would be in charge because of her seniority and wealth but when it came to this scene it seemed it would be him taking control. Thank you for commenting. I appreciate it.

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  2. This is charming and clever. And also thought-provoking. What would our characters think of us? Whom would they prefer as author? And shouldn’t we all be very, very careful here in this group, with all these writers? 🙂

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  3. Thank you so much for your terrific comments. You made me laugh too. A brilliant friend of mine gave me a little sign which now hangs over my kitchen cooker. It says “Careful – or you’ll end up in my novel.” I am also infinitely kind to my characters of course and they are NEVER based on anyone I know. Whoops. Think my nose is looking a little longer this morning 😉

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