Man hands

So, I’m sorta working for “THE MAN,” as my good friend TB puts it. And last night, THE MAN got a message from the little people, entitled I HATE YOUR FUCKING GUTS. Yeah, that kinda message. So, it resulted in a lockdown, and some downtime while we waited to be cleared to continue on doing meaningless work, so that more people can hate us. Just cuz.

And during that time, it occurred to me that THE MAN is not very manly at all. In fact, THE MAN needs him some serious testosterone. And then THE REAL MAN walked in. This guy was hot. Romance novel hot. There was NOTHING about this guy that was NOT HOT. I’ve had a serious shortage of hot, even with copious amounts of alcohol (only for short periods people. Don’t freak) so the hot was long warranted. And well needed. And well, HOT.

He had a gun. And handcuffs. A buff bod, and a handsome face, and MAN HANDS. Man hands, people. No whimpy girly hands.

I’m writing me some romance novels tonights. God bless the blue collar world….


About Natalie R. Collins

Natalie has more than 30 years writing, editing, proofreading and design experience. She has written 20 books (and counting), has worked for the Sundance Film Festival, and as an investigative journalist, editor, and proofreader. She embraces her gypsy-heart and is following her new free-thinking journey through life. Follow her as she starts over and learns a bunch of life's lessons--some the hard way.
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3 Responses to Man hands

  1. Cele says:

    Watch out Karin you’ve got competition. Sizzle*ahhhh!

    Happy Easter! Turtle


  2. Caryn says:

    Okay, admit it…Now you want to make a few threats yourself, just so you can see Officer Hot-Body again, don’t you? 😉


  3. Natalie says:

    Hey, I’m no dummy! LOL.


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