A body suddenly crashed through a plate-glass window at the Brigadier’s house.
“How dare he? In my home. What effrontery!” his voice bellowed through the house.
“Have you lost all reasoning, you had better hope he isn’t mortally wounded, Vivian will never forgive you.” said Edgar fuming. He could not believe the hold she had on his friends mind.
“I wish he dies. Bernice my love are you ok, did he hurt you? the general asked
“No darling, you were right on time, my knight in shining armour.” replied Bernice in her most alluring voice.
Lounging on the settee wearing a piece of red satin a flimsy excuse for a house coat, Bernice looked like a woman anticipating a tango lesson in bed not a sexually assaulted one.
Once Bernice saw Taylor, he had become her next sexual escapade. Everyone noticed, everyone except the general.
Like the forbidden fruit she had craved her future son-in-law. The sanctimonious fool had ruined her plans.
In response to the mondaysfinishthestory flash fiction challenge. The picture and the first sentence are provided and you have to complete the story in 100- 150 words. Click on the link to read others stories.