A Really Bad Day

By Candice Christian

Brittany comes home, feeling like she just went ten rounds with Rhonda Rousey. Her workday was a disaster, from angry customers, unsympathetic bosses and then a combative roommate. She blames it on the full moon. It was so bad she had to leave the house and drown her sorrows the Puss ‘n Boots her favorite bar. The bar caters to a lesbian crowd so there are a lot of regulars whose shoulders Brittany can cry on.

At the bar, the crowd is light and the perfect setting for Brittany to decompress and forget her troubles. Things begin to look up when the new face of a tall exotic women, Alex, walks into the bar and catches Brittany’s eye. The two women share their stories, and a bond begins to develop. Alex asks Brittany if she would like to go to her place. Brittany accepts the invitation and soon they are driving up to Alexandra’s unique residence. The uniqueness of the surrounding has no effect on their sexual attraction and things begin to smolder then reach a climax.

Brittany leaves her erotically surreal experience with Alex, still a bit wobbly from the shock to her system and starts to drive home. She realizes the cool clear night has been replaced with a cold and dark driving rain. Maybe Brittany’s luck is about to change. She continues to struggle her way home when she spies a drop-dead gorgeous girl walking along the road in the horrific weather. She stops and offers the girl a ride figuring the worst day of her life is over. Oh, is she in for a surprise?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Tenth Muse
• Release date: Jul 8, 2022
• ISBN: 9781005579869

Candice Christian

Candice was born in Paris KY on 9 January 1988. Her parents, George Bertrand Christian, an attorney who once aspired to be an actor, and Frances Hollowell insisted that Candice and her sister Simone, be sent to a Catholic school. Candice was deeply religious as a child, at one point thought of becoming a nun.

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A Really Bad Day

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18+

'Author's note: All characters depicted in this work of fiction are 18 years of age or older.'

Table of Contents

Acknowledgements

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

About Candice Christian

Other books by Candice Christian

Connect with Candice Christian

Acknowledgement

Tara Maclay

Chapter One

It had been a shit day. My co-workers had been in a foul mood. Phone callers were in a rage. I work as a photo-journalist; the editor specialized in complaining about almost everything.

Today, the phone didn't stop ringing. When I finally got home, the cat had thrown up on the new Oriental rug. I burned dinner. When I called a friend to go for a needed drink, she said no. What was going on?

When my roommate got home, it just seemed to get worse.

Louise came into our apartment angry at the world and stalked towards the center of the living room. She astutely saw where the cat had puked on the oriental rug, she could smell my burned diner. She was clad in her normal work clothes of shirt , tie, skirt and shoes , her saddle bag computer bag on her shoulder.

She moved to the dining area to find me leaning against the wall taking a long sip on a glass of wine. I didn't look up until Louise was a mere foot away , and when she did she barked at me.

What is all this bitch? Thought you'd just trash the place?

Fuck you, I’ve had a horrible day, not the time to get bitchy!

Yeah, we'll see, and with that I threw my wine in Louise's face and watched in amusement as she was too slow to prevent it hitting her face, then it spilled down the front of her blouse.

As Louise frantically tried to deal with this I launched my attack, springing up and onto Louise and hooking my claw like fingernails into Louise's perfect long blonde hair.

The fight was so one sided, Louise for all her height and fitness advantage was a pussy and despite her bravado had never raised her hands in anger before. She just assumed that being stronger and fitter than her rival would easily be enough. Oh how naïve. I was a dirty bitch that existed in the grubbier sides of existence and had been involved in catfights