by Britease
You got me at first but you're the master anyway. Great tale and everyone lived happily ever after.
What about the car!!
Did you get the convertible at a good discount?
What size was the engine.
I like stangs but a Jag!
Nice idea! Seeing it coming is irrelevant, since it is excellent creative work! At first it sounded like it was going to a parody of SS06!
Having read your previous stories, I saw the sister coming. But not the cousin, the job and the kids. Nice touch. But did he ever get the Jag? Better off with something else. Bloody Jags are forever in the shop needing repairs, although I suppose he could do his own. Makes for a sweet deal.
The only problem I have is the genre; where's the wife? I know, you almost had to put it here so the very idea of a LW story would lead the reader down the wrong road, but isn't that cheating?
I still gave it a 5* and anyone who knows me, knows I like a good twist. Still well done...even though you did cheat. :-)
I thought perhaps he would swap Nadia for the Jag and drive off into the sunset.
What a fun story, complete with a happy ending.
In some defense of BritEZ, isn't this the CHEATING portion of LIT?
Very cute story, but I gotta give a 4. Jags can't keep their timing, there was no wife, no illicit sex, and it was a flasher.
So Jaguar has made a car that performs nearly as good as a Nissan GT-R but not a Nissan GT-R Nismo.
Pity it will not have the build quality.
So Sis is equivalent in value to a few hours of driving a Jag?
Is that in Pounds or Stones?
Whenever my wife's sister made fun of my wife for driving a souped up Mach I Mustang. My wife would retaliate by telling about the time one of her sister's rich boyfriends gave her a Jaguar.
A few weeks of driving it around Hollywood, suddenly it seized up and started smoking like the Marlboro Man. Eventually it was hauled in to the Dealer. The mechanic popped the hood and started checking out the engine. Suddenly he rears up and asks her when she had last put any oil in the contraption.
Batting her long eyelashes over her baby blues, tossing her long blonde hair back, takes a deep breath inflating her 38DD's and with a confused pout, she sweetly asks "You gotta put oil in a car?"
My in-laws contribution to the cliched Hollywood Blonde jokes.
A few years ago Jags went through a period when they earned a poor reputation and they deserved it. Those who still think that way, are way out of date. Check it up. Jags now come top of most of the luxury reliability lists. Lexus eat your heart out. By the way, some of these other cars may be as fast, and a few (very few) even faster, but when they can go round corners like the latest Jags, then fair enough. Have any of you actually tried out the torque vector steering? Probably not. You should. It's another level altogether.
Thought I'd just mention that, but thanks everyone for the comments.
A few years ago I saw my dream car advertised in the newspaper in the city where I was then living. "1969 XKE convertible BRG exterior camel interior V6 4-speed just completed full off the frame restoration"
Unfortunately, I didn't have $30,000 lying around waiting to be spent on something wonderful like that.
Ah, yes.. .British understatement.
Back when the BTB's grandmothers were having a hard time holding on to their panties, I expressed an interest in the E-type Jag. I was told that that was a bad idea - rust and Lucas.
Do do a search on Lucas electric jokes...
Anyway, as Britease said, a few years ago... in England, that means sometime before most of you were born.
Green-something
(these days, I do want an E-type... but I might paint it pink and get a purplish rock protector for it...)
......with the L.W. genre,and you made a very clever use of that.Nice twist.
Of course, LTP was right.There weren't any wives,till the end.
A literary license,may be. LOL.
It's a 5.
I figured she wasn't his wife, never thought she was his sister!
Even with some of the cucks here, I thought he was too casual for her to be his wife,
since fish run in schools a family affair could soon develop. TK U MLJ LV NV
Pimp is a pimp can't stand them
Found out friend was one No longer even acquaintance
so the owner could take his mechanic along.
Or so some claim. My 1977 XJ-S was a beautiful beast (although I hadn't anticipated routine maintenance costs, which forced me to sell it), even more gratifying than my 1966 Alfa Giulia Spyder Veloce), but my dream car was (and remains) the XK-150S.
Why LW when there was no loving wife? Just be cause of the implication? Maybe humor but not LW.
I will bite: WHAT is a S W O P ??? You did not even get the title correct!!