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Setting: Modern day, rural farm
Meredith Fowler needed a break. She'd been working as hard as she possibly could the last three years to get herself through a five years Master's Program. She'd always been something of an over achiever and wanted to get out of the one horse town she grew up in. Lately though, the course load started to get to her. Insomnia, panic attacks and near complete lack of appetite began to plague her and so, for the first time in three year's she's chosen to go home for the summer rather than taking summer courses.
She wanted out of the small town at any cost but is the cost she's paying too high? At home, she's finally sleeping but the stress was still taking it's toll and she's begun to sleep walk. At first she'd fall asleep in her bed and wake up on the couch or out on the porch swing where she used to like to nap as a child. One night however, she makes her way to the neighboring farm and ends up sleeping in the hay barn.
I don't have a real clear idea for who discovers her. The farmer next door who watched her grow up, the farm boy next door who grew up with her and always pined for her, a farm hand or someone else. It's something we can work out if the idea appeals.
Lady in Waiting
Setting: Italy, early sixteenth century
Carlotta Adessi is the youngest daughter of Gherado and Marcella Adessi. She feels like she's been waiting forever for anything to happen in her life. Her very traditional parents have married off their daughters one by one making political alliances that would advance the family. Carlotta has watched each sister, mostly unhappily leave the family home to be a wife in little more than title and duties in the bed chamber. She wants none of that, however being the youngest and prettiest of the daughter he parents have many suitors to consider including a Medici.
Carlotta has found herself bored and anxious in the waiting. Like many daughters she has an idea of love in her mind and wants love, not power. One of suitors, far down on her parents list of acceptable men is a Spanish Duke. He's been around the Italian court for years and had his eye on the youngest of the Adessi girls. Little does she know, nearly half the gifts she's received anonymously from potential suitors are from him and he's not looking for just a wife. That beautiful choker she received, not just jewelry, but a symbol of who she could belong to.
How does he make his first overt move? Will she submit? Lots of possibilities to explore.
Setting: Modern day, big cityIt wasn't supposed to happen like this. It was just a casual thing, no emotions involved. They both had too much at stake for that kind of distraction. As she stood there, in his shirt looking out over the rising sun from their penthouse suite of the night, she wondered if she could just break it off and not tell him anything. They'd had this arrangement for years, it started in Grad school. He was a good man and she knew when she told him he would want to do the right thing. He's promise her the world and try to deliver but inevitably fall short. At a stirring behind her she looked to the bed with a sultry smile. "Morning lover, the coffee's nearly done"
and I'm pregnant...
So this story is a long term one, I'd like to episodically. It could begin anywhere between them meeting and the event pictured. She's a lawyer, he's an investment banker or something else that's high pay, high stress and high power. He might even be a junior senator. Their agreement is simple, it's sex without attachment. They've called on one another in the past when they need a date to a function. Neither has yet achieved their ultimate career goal. Their deal has been on hold in the past when one or the other does find someone to date, but those things never seem to last.
Does she tell him? How do they deal with it? If she doesn't tell him does she keep the child? I'd can see a lot of story lines that could be explored. If it goes on long enough alternate story lines could even be explored with the path diverging from the last.
They Say You Can't Go Home
Setting: Modern Day, former plantation in a small southern town
At the tender, rebellious age of eighteen she'd been disowned by her father all because she wouldn't attend an all women's college, get a degree in business and marry the stuck up asshole he wanted to take over the distillery. Her family owned a rather large operation and she'd wanted something else for her life. She didn't want to just be a trophy. The fight ended with her storming out with just one suitcase. She'd managed to find a place for herself, put herself through college and find the life she always thought she wanted.
That was until she realized she didn't love the man she was about to marry. She thought she was in love with him, but she was just in love with the idea of a life outside her family home. Then the call came. Her mother was terribly sick and wasn't going to survive this time. She always heard you couldn't go home again, but now she had to. She had the cab drop her off at the end of the quarter mile dirt road that lead up to the estate. The closer she got to home, the more her sense of dread grew. She hadn't spoken to her father in ten years.
She also hadn't spoken to him
in ten years. He was the reason she didn't want to marry the man her father picked out and groomed to take over the business. He was the Master Distiller's son. See, he father knew business but not liquor. The last two generations of Wright's had only run the business side leaving the distilling and aging to a Master Distiller. She didn't eve know if he'd taken over for his father yet or if he would after the way she left. Too proud to run to him for help she just left without a word. She never answered his overtures when he tried to contact her.
Jeans and Pearls
Setting: Time period isn't terribly important as long as we agree; Rural area
He always said his favorite dress of hers was jeans and pearls. He loved everything about the way she looked in them. From the sexy allure of something left to the imagination under that denim to the contrast of white pearl against her sun bronzed skin. She could absolutely mesmerize him in the simplest of clothing. The first strand he ever bought her was of course fake. The pearlescent paint had long worn off the little orbs, but then they'd been gift for her sixteenth birthday. An innocent gift from boy to girl to show his interest in more than friendship. Yet, she still kept them and sometimes still wore them.
He gave the second strand, a real set, when she rushed back to town to be at his side when his mother died. Oh of course, she'd cared deeply for his mother after all, she'd been a womanly confidant when she couldn't quite tell something to her own mother. She had come back to town in a hurry, didn't pack anything for the funeral so he told her just to wear her jeans and a black dress shirt. In the limo on the way to the church he'd given her a strand that belonged to his mother. "To wear today. She'd want you to have them." He said.
And now she was back in town again. Still unwed, still as gorgeous as ever even in her grief. He's the town sheriff and someone has murdered her mother. I don't know what other secrets these two characters have or who killed her mother or why yet. Those are things I'd like to work out together. Ideally this story will be a romance woven into a mystery. It's been five years or so since his mother's death. Her father passed when she was fairly young (perhaps in a war, depends on the time period if we even define it) and she has no siblings so she's set to inherit the house and whatever her mother had left. Aside from his mother being dead it's up to you whether he has any family left.
There was always a something between them, and maybe they did date but she wanted out of the town and went away to college. I think in the years since his mother's death the drifted apart. Maybe she gave into temptation comforting him in his grief and they did hook up then, as least for sex. There are a lot of details to build here.