I, Effing Feline, post this weekly column on behalf of my pet human, Ed Hoornaert, aka Mr Valentine. You may think that cat bloggers are unusual, and you’re right. I’m an unusual cat.
Today’s snippet is from the short story, Thimbleriggers, contained in Future Love, Mr V’s brand new release. It picks up shortly after last week’s snippet … which you may not have read, because I forgot to post the link. As punishment, Mr V cruelly forced me to clean my own litter box. And it stinks!
Aldous, a petty crook using new technology to buy 90-year-old Kathy Hall’s memories as pornography, discovered she’s still married to her high school sweetheart. In this snippet, Kathy’s youthful relationship with David Hall is progressing rapidly. Edited slightly from the published version.
Aldous leaned forward and studied the woman’s face. How could such a gorgeous girl grow up to be so . . . old? Out of nowhere, he wondered what he’d look like in seventy years.
He trudged back to the chair and put the helmet back on, just in time to find Kathy standing in an alcove in the hallway outside her parent’s apartment, kissing David. Being at the end of the hall, the alcove was marginally more private than the living room where she and David often necked after dates.
As they kissed, his hands roamed over her sweater; then under. Lately, he’d sought the clasp of her bra — and for the first time, she didn’t stop him. But if Dad caught them . . .
With a quiver of shock, Aldous realized he didn’t want David doing this, even if the memory made him rich. The boy’s touch on Kathy’s virgin breasts excited Aldous — and yet the him that was watching became more furious than aroused.
Effing Feline here again. For fear of having to clean out my litter box again, I’ve taken to using the far corner in Mr V’s closet. Good solution, eh?
Are any of you going the RWA National Conference in San Diego next week? If so, maybe I’ll see you there.
Future Love has been released!
Now available at the special introductory price of just 99c
A spaceman wins the woman of his dreams . . . but it’s too late. A crook invents a new form of pornography . . . but it teaches him about love, not sex. A man pursues his beloved beyond death . . . but finds only the evil in his own heart.
The SF short stories in Edward Hoornaert’s Future Love probe how the future will make today’s romance seem simple and tame by comparison. Think that’s not possible? You have much to learn.
If you crave stories that deal honestly with love’s potential for redemption, you’ll adore Future Love. Seize tomorrow today – read Future Love.