This past week, I was at work at UPS and lo and behold, we had a power failure. When that happens it gets very dark in the building. So while our group was waiting for the lights to get turned on, we were just jabbering when somebody brought up an incident where he it was very embarrassing to him. We all kind of laughed and started sharing our own embarrassing incidents that happened to us once–or maybe twice in our life. LOL
So here is mine. By the way, I would love to hear from my fellow wicked writers on their stories too.
In highschool, I took my senior trip to Washington DC and New York City. I had a blast. NY is a great place to visit but not sure I would want to live there. After NY we travelled to Washington DC.
Anyway, we stayed in hotel in DC and with 40 of us, all males. (I went to an all boy’s school) I thought we had the floor to ourselves, similar to a dorm in college. Boy did I find out different.

I was with a couple of guys in one room. We were all in our underwear getting ready for bed. I heard a knock on the door, and one of the guys from another room said they were starting a card game and asked if I wanted to join in. I said sure. The other guy left and went to his room. I was about to put on some pants but realized, hey, it’s only us guys, what the heck. I left my room in my underwear and went across the hall to the other room, and put my hand on the door knob.
IT WOULDN’T OPEN.
I started knocking but nobody would answer.
Then I looked to the left, and I happened to see a group of girl scouts that happened to be sharing our floor and realized we didn’t have the floor to ourselves after all. I was mortified to say the least.
What made this worse was one of our adult chaperones happened to come by, saw my state of undress and reamed me pretty good. It was then the door finally opened.
The next morning, our group had breakfast in the motel restaurant. Of course, guess who happened to be near our table. You guess it. The girl scouts. Luckily they looked like they were in their teens and not little 10-year olds. I tried to avoid looking at them, but one time I did and they all started snickering.
I was mercilessly teased about that all the way home back to St Louis. It if we had been on a plane, it wouldn’t have been so bad. But this was a bus ride and so it took a lot longer which meant my being teased was prolonged.
Even after school started that September, (I was a junior at the time) I was still kidded about it.

Now back to the present. I am proudly entering two Christmas stories this year. One is the sequel to my Ferver Black’s Christmas Wish for eXtasy.
The second one is for Divine Destinies–my first for that sister company. It is titled, Christmas in July. It is a story of a newly Harvard Graduated medical doctor who is traveling home for Christmas and comes to a sleepy town to get something to eat before he hits the road again. Unfortunately, he gets snowed in and…it is Christmas Eve. He finds the town has not had a doctor in the past year and the residents are desparate. The question is, should a Harvard Medical doctor who has a future making a ton of money as a surgeon, stay in this town where people may give him a bushel of fruit as payment for his services.
There is only one reason why he would stay in this town of July County, population 150…..love.

…and how was your week?