30. Scenes from the Second Seat on the Right

Tuesday, September 30th, 6:00pm
Jeff and Sandi (and everyone on the bus)

 

Jeff: So I’ve been thinking.

Sandi: About what?

Jeff: About where our relationship is going.

Sandi: (looks down at their hands clasped together) Do you think that’s a good idea?

Jeff: Are you happy with it the way it is? All this sneaking around?

Sandi: What is the alternative? Unless I quit my job there’s no way you can go public with the fact that we’re dating.

Jeff: But we’re not doing anything wrong…

Sandi: Your superiors aren’t going to understand that. They’ll see only what’s on the surface.

Jeff: So what if… (gets up and kneels in the aisle beside her, a diamond ring in his hand) What if I asked you to marry me?

Sandi lifts her right hand to her mouth, her left is poised in front of Jeff.

Jeff: Life is much to short to let it pass us by worrying about what other people think. If you’ll say yes it won’t matter what you do. Sandi, I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Will you do me the great honour of becoming my wife?

Sandi: YES!

Everyone on the bus applauds as they kiss.

 

Next stop: October 1st, 5:00pm

Author’s note: These Scenes are written independently, occasionally featuring the same character from a former scene. Please click on the names in the tags to follow a character’s story. (Sandi and Jeff)

29. Scenes from the Second Seat on the Right

Monday, September 29th, 8:00am
Robert and Donald

 

Robert: So let me get this straight. You went to a psychiatrist to get a cure for gay…

Donald: (looks around to make sure no one is within earshot) Not a cure. I just wanted to know if I am.

Robert: Right. And then from the psychiatrist’s office you went home and fucked your wife.

Donald: But you forgot about the woman I met on the bus before the appointment.

Robert: The … catalyst… you called her?

Donald: Yes. She told me I might be (whispers) bisexual.

Robert: Uh huh. So to prove that you came over to my place after you did your wife and propositioned me?

Donald: I went to the bar in between.

Robert: And got drunk.

Donald: Right.

Robert: So you’re an inhibited gay.

Donald: (raises eyebrows) I’m a what?

Robert: Well, if you have to let your inhibitions go in order to get on your knees and…

Donald: SHHHH!!!!!

Robert smiles.

Donald: We’re still not talking about this.

Robert: We weren’t doing much talking last night either.

Donald: I mean at work.

Robert: (rubs hands together) Yep!

Donald: (frowns) What do you mean ‘yep’?

Robert: (smiles) I think it’s time for a raise, boss.

Next stop: Tuesday, September 30th, 6:00pm

Author’s note: These Scenes are written independently, occasionally featuring the same character from a former scene. Please click on the names in the tags to follow a character’s story. (Robert and Donald)

28. Scenes from the Second Seat on the Right

Sunday, September 28th, 10:00am
Deborah, Tilden and Prescott

 

Tilden: Mommy?

Deborah: Yes sweetie?

Tilden: Why don’t you just feed Prescott?

Deborah: I’ll wait ’til we get home.

Tilden: But he’s hungry now.

Deborah: I can’t feed him now.

Tilden: Why not?

Deborah: Because we’re in a public place.

Tilden: So?

Deborah: So, people don’t want to see me feed your brother.

Tilden: But you said it’s natural.

Deborah: That’s right.

Tilden: So what’s wrong with it?

Deborah: I don’t know sweetie.

Five minutes goes by.

Tilden: Mommy?

Deborah: Yes Tilden?

Tilden: Prescott is really hungry and he’s getting on my nerve.

Deborah: We’re almost home.

Tilden: Just whip it out and feed him.

Deborah: TILDEN!

Tilden: That’s what dad says!

Deborah: That’s when we’re at home.

Tilden: Can’t I say that in public either?

 

Next stop: Monday, September 29th, 8:00am

27. Scenes from the Second Seat on the Right

Saturday, September 27th, 10:00pm
Drommen (and Hillary)

 

Drommen sits alone by the window.

Hillary: Hi! Mind if I sit?

Drommen: (smiling) No, not at all. Jessica, right?

Hillary: Right. And your name was….

Drommen: Barry.

Hillary: Riiiight, now I remember… So what happened to your face?

Drommen: Oh, just a little accident.

Hillary: A little accident?

Drommen: Yeah. I ran into a baseball bat.

Hillary: Wow. You must have some pretty fierce enemies.

Drommen: (shakes his head) Nah. Just a couple of guys on the bus who decided they didn’t like me.

Hillary: I’m surprised you came back.

Drommen: (laughs) I’m never afraid to come on the bus.

 

Next stop: Sunday, September 28th, 10:00am

Author’s note: These Scenes are written independently, occasionally featuring the same character from a former scene. Please click on the names in the tags to follow a character’s story. (Drommen and Hillary)

SoCS – The Second I Saw You

I knew the second I saw you that you would be mine. You might say it is cliche, but it’s true. My mind immediately raced to our wedding day – that I would place my ring on your finger and that in the spectators at our marriage day would be four or five of my ex-wives, bickering and scratching one another.

Catcalls from the orchestra section would be drowned out by the love, ringing in our ears and bells would tinkle above us. Oh the gloriousness of our child-bearing years! Our first-born would look just like me, or perhaps my sixth ex-wife, as by then I would be fooling around on you because you put on a few pounds from the many desserts I demanded you bake for me.

Now, my love, I stand in line at the seventh cashier from the right where I’ve followed you with my shopping cart from the frozen food aisle. I need only touch your arm.

We were meant to be. I know it in my heart.

 

This stream of consciousness fiction piece is part of SoCS. Click on the link and join in the fun!

http://lindaghill.wordpress.com/2014/09/26/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-september-2714/

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26. Scenes from the Second Seat on the Right

Friday, September 26th, 5:00pm
Candice (and Phil)

 

Phil: (approaches Candice sitting at the window) Mind if I sit here?

Candice: Go right ahead.

Phil: I’m sorry, I’m not very good at bus etiquette. I don’t take the bus.

Candice: (nods) Oh.

Phil: My car broke down.

Candice: That’s too bad.

Phil: I work in an office downtown and I usually drive.

Candice: (nods) I see.

Phil: My car has been in the shop for almost two weeks now.

Candice: You must really miss it.

Phil: I do. They think it’s something to do with the alternator, but I think it’s a computer problem.

Candice: (nods) Ahh.

Phil: I work on computers all day so I know a thing or two about computers.

Candice: I see.

Phil: So what do you do for a living?

Candice: I’m a dominatrix.

Phil stares, mouth hanging open.

Candice: I work in a dungeon where I tie up men and occasionally women and I torture them for money.

Phil, frozen, continues to stare.

Candice: I take it you’ve never tried it?

Phil takes out his cell phone and dials a number. Candice watches him.

Phil: (into the phone) Yeah, Discount Car Rental? Do you have any cars available? …. Now. ….Where? (holds the phone away from his ear and speaks to Candice, enunciating as though talking to a Deaf person) What’s. The. Next. Stop?

Next stop: Saturday, September 27th, 10:00pm

Author’s note: These Scenes are written independently, occasionally featuring the same character from a former scene. Please click on the names in the tags to follow a character’s story. (Candice) (Phil)

25. Scenes from the Second Seat on the Right

Thursday, September 25th, 10:00am
Madigan and Barb

 

Madigan: (looks out the window) So what makes you think Ken’s fooling around on you?

Barb: He’s just acting really weird lately.

Madigan: (regards Barb) Weird like what?

Barb: I don’t know. It’s just one of those things a wife notices. You wouldn’t understand.

Madigan: What does that mean?

Barb: Well, you know. You and Tom were never really happy.

Madigan: That doesn’t mean I wasn’t a wife to him.

Barb: Come on Maddie. He never even loved you. How can you say you knew him at all and that you’d notice little things that a real wife does when you couldn’t even comprehend that? And anyway, you weren’t even married.

Madigan: (turns to the window) Marriage is just a piece of paper.

Barb: You wouldn’t know though would you? You’ve never been married. Ken loved me enough to put a ring on my finger and tell the whole world that he wanted to spend his life with me. Nobody’s ever done that for you.

Madigan: (looks sharply at Barb) And yet you think he’s fooling around on you!

Barb: (checks her fingernails) Eeh, it’s probably just my imagination.

Madigan: (stares out the window and mumbles) Don’t count on it.

 

Next stop: Friday, September 26th, 5:00pm

Author’s note: These Scenes are written independently, occasionally featuring the same character from a former scene. Please click on the names in the tags to follow a character’s story. (Madigan)

24. Scenes from the Second Seat on the Right

Wednesday, September 24, 8:00pm
Zoey (and Donald)

 

Zoey sits beside the window. Donald sits beside her.

Donald: Hi.

Zoey: (looks at him suspiciously) Hiii?

Donald: Nice night out.

Zoey: You’re not going to ask me if you can play with yourself, are you?

Donald: (laughs) No. I’m on my way to a psychiatrist appointment.

Zoey turns to the window.

Donald: (leans toward her and whispers) I think I might be gay.

Zoey: And you need a psychiatrist for that?

Donald: I don’t want to be (whispers) gay.

Zoey: I don’t think you have much of a choice. You are or you aren’t. Or you’re bi.

Donald: (raises his eyebrows) Bi? You mean that’s really a thing? I thought it was a myth.

Zoey rolls her eyes and stares out the window.

Donald: You know, come to think of it, you kind of turn me on.

Zoey: Take your dick out and I’ll kick it.

Donald moves to another seat.

 

Next stop: Thursday, September 25th, 10:00am

Author’s note: These Scenes are written independently, occasionally featuring the same character from a former scene. Please click on the names in the tags to follow a character’s story. (Donald) (Zoey)

23. Scenes from the Second Seat on the Right

Tuesday, September 23rd, 1:00pm
Drommen (and Bella)

 

Drommen sits at the window. Bella sits beside him.

Bella: Hey!

Drommen: Oh hello.

Bella: I wanted to thank you again for walking us home the other night.

Drommen: You’re welcome. I haven’t seen your strange friend on the bus since.

Bella: I haven’t seen him either, thank God. There are some real weirdos in this town.

Drommen: I suppose there are.

Bella: So, you take the bus a lot?

Drommen: Every day.

Bella: Would you like to go for a coffee sometime? My treat.

Drommen: Thank you, but I’m afraid you might find out I’m another one of those weirdos in town.

Bella frowns, confused.

Drommen: But when you’re a little older I’d be pleased to have you join me for a bus ride. (smiles) My treat.

 

Next stop: Wednesday, September 24th, 8:00pm

Author’s note: These Scenes are written independently, occasionally featuring the same character from a former scene. Please click on the names in the tags to follow a character’s story. (Bella) (Drommen)

22. Scenes from the Second Seat on the Right

Monday, September 22nd,  8:00am
Gerald and Dick

 

Dick: You’ll never guess what my wife did last night for dinner.

Gerald: (raises eyebrows) Do I want to know? I mean, really, are you sure I want to know?

Dick: (elbows Gerald in the ribs) Come on, of course you do. Anyways, I get home from work last night and she’s got all these candles going in the dining room, right?

Gerald: Lucky you don’t have kids.

Dick: Yeah whatever. Anyways, I walk in the door and there’s all these candles on the table and the sideboard and everything, and there she is dressed up in this … thing …

Gerald: What, like a gorilla suit?

Dick: No! She’s not wearing a gorilla suit! She’s got this black lacy thing on with her boobs hanging out, out to here (gestures with his hands in front of him) and this tiny little thong stuck up the crack of her ass that’s she’s wiggling at me…

Gerald puts his hand to his face and slouches in his seat

Dick: …and on the table – get this – on the table is this assortment of whips and handcuffs and I’m like, holy shit babe, this book you’ve been reading, it’s right up my alley.

Gerald: Don’t tell me…

Dick: That’s right man. That Forty Shades dealio.  I got my hogtie on with the handcuffs and the ball in the mouth and shit and she went to town on my ass, all night long man. It’s incredible! Man you should get that book for your wife.

Gerald: Sounds like balls of fun.

Dick: Speaking of balls mine are fucking aching this morning. You know, after all that she didn’t even want to have sex. She just flat shut me out. It’s like she just wanted to beat the hell outta me.

Gerald: Hey maybe I should read that book… The lingerie’s not a requirement, right?

Dick: …I guess not. But what would you want to read it for?

Gerald: I don’t know Dick. I don’t know.

 

Next stop: Tuesday, September 23rd, 1:00pm