Best part is that I love when people play along...so please participate! Use the prompt below. Then post your story below in the comments OR, if you want to be super snazzy, post the story to your own blog and grab the below button to put on your post. Later this afternoon, I'll come back and post my own 5 sentence story.
Today's prompt is: A pile of hay, the new guy, a bottle of wine, and stormy weather. Good luck!
6:30pm update - here's my story!
Weddings in the country aren't so bad after all, thought Susan as she stumbled through the pitch dark of her estranged cousin's farm with a mostly empty bottle of wine in her left hand. Out here, she couldn't see the world spinning as violently as it did on the dance floor, but the shape of the groomsman she met earlier this evening, waiting for her beside the hay stack, was as clear as...well...he was clear enough to make out with, at least.
"I thought you'd never make it," he slurred, pulling her towards him until she plopped down on his lap with great abandon.
She lowered her head to give him what she hoped was her most sexy-eye-come-on-look and then started when a crack of thunder shot through the north sky.
"No worries; with me, you'll never feel the rain," he said, before his lips crashed upon her neck.