It was an ordinary supermarket. I just needed some ginger ale for a scratchy throat. Imagine my surprise when I ran into this display of Brisk Ice Tea cans. They were posed just this way. I don’t know if it was deliberate or just a coincidence. All I know was that the cans stopped me in my tracks.
The passionate face.
The sensuality of it.
So I pulled out my trusty Black Berry / Camera and snapped away. In hindsight, I should have brought one of the cans homes with me, but the mystery is all the more appealing this way.
I don’t know if it was a portrait of a singer, an actress, a woman in the throes of death or even the “little death” (aka orgasm). All I know is that it fueled my imagination and got the creative juices working overtime. Here are some of my plot ideas:
- How about a singer at the cusp of stardom? She can name her price but will fame take her away from all she loves?
- How about an actress at the top of her game, who is bored and reckless enough to get involve with a bad boy on his way down?
- How about a dead woman? What secrets died with her or did they?
- How about a married woman with too much time on her hands and a friendly stranger?
The plot lines are endless. But I must give each story the same degree of sensuality I see in that face. Who knew that sex could come in a can?
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