The Scarlet Letter Scandal

The Scarlet Letter Society

The Scarlet Letter Scandal

The Scarlet Letter Storm
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The Scarlet Letter Society is back! Maggie, Eva, and Lisa must figure out how to handle sudden notoriety when the truth about their various infidelities comes to light and face the criticism of a suburban subdivision harboring scandalous secrets of its own. The SLS never intended for their small group to become fodder for gossip, but word of mouth and a scandalous blog post has spread like wildfire. Suddenly, the SLS early morning meetings at the Zoomdweebies coffee shop have been discovered. What will the implications be for Maggie, whose shaky love life was just starting to settle down, Eva, whose life was already in chaos, and Lisa, whose husband never knew about her “cheater’s club”? The answers are discussed at another coffee klatch, this one inside the subdivision where Lisa lives. There, the women seem normal on the surface and are quick to judge, but, they have many secrets of their own, including a full-blown sex swingers’ club. Three new women are introduced, creating an entirely new level of conflict. The Scarlet Letter Scandal continues one of the hottest, funniest, and most salacious new romance series on the market.

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“H
e wouldn’t know a clit if it slapped him in the face,” Kellie whispered breezily, tossing her long, flat-ironed ombré hair over her shoulder.

“Well, he clearly hasn’t been slapped by enough of them then,” said Rachel.

“It’s mortifying even listening to the two of you,” said Jeannie, entering the dining room and placing a crystal cream and sugar set on the table. “Can we please change the subject?”

“Isn’t some sex scandal the reason you called us over here in the first place when it’s not the first Tuesday of the month?” asked Kellie, spooning what she knew was locally grown, organic fruit onto her plate.

Jeannie placed a slice of the homemade gluten-free banana walnut bread she’d made that morning onto an antique plate, returning from the sideboard in the formal dining room to seat herself beside the two other women.

“Yes, what’s the story?” asked Rachel, sipping her coffee while gingerly holding the fragile cup and saucer. The eager grin lit up her pale, freckled face, framed as it was by a mop of bright orange curls.

Jeannie sighed audibly and cleared her throat.

“I asked you here because as I said in the email I wanted to have a quick meeting of our Housewarming Club. I’m sorry Lisa Swain couldn’t make it, something about a wedding cake.” Jeannie sipped her coffee, pausing to relish the attention of her neighbors. “But this blog thing is really an unbelievable story. It came across my desk and I just had to speak with someone about it right away,” she said, concerned and almost bewildered. She wore a lavender twin cardigan set despite the summer heat.

“So, spill it,” said Rachel. “I can’t imagine what in our housewarming welcome baskets could need immediate deliberation, so it’s clearly the other story you’re ready to tell.”

“My sister, who spends a lot of time on the Internet for her job, said she found this, and she’s all the way up in Maine!” said Jeannie, passing out copies of a printed blog post. “I‘ll give you a minute to read it.”

The top of the piece of printer paper showed the blog’s logo, “The Keytown Mouse,” depicting a mischievous-looking cartoon mouse nibbling on the edge of their own town’s flag.

Friday, June 28, 2013

posted by F. Ritchie

Once again in our town there are stories of scandalous love affairs and clandestine meetings—right here in lil old Keytown! While rumors of the alleged suburban sex club ring in a certain local subdivision have not been substantiated (yet!), this blogger has been made aware of much ado right here in the downtown historic district.

According to a local source, there has been a monthly meeting taking place in the wee dawn hours at a coffee shop in downtown Keytown. Several women, including two who own shops here in town, have taken part in some type of Cheaters’ Club breakfast meeting once a month for possibly years. Sources say at least three women, a formally dressed woman who doesn’t appear to work in town and two women near enough to walk to the nearby Zoomdweebies Café from their own shops (one of which may or may not be some kind of restaurant… or maybe a bakery?), meet regularly to discuss their sexcapades. A flyer spotted in the bookstore/coffee shop trash can refers to them as “The Scarlet Letter Society.” The café even opens early to accommodate these private meetings—no word on whether shop owner Zarina Harandi is a member of the clandestine club. Stay tuned for more details.