Got it right at 100 words for today’s storyin12. Sorry for any typos – “Just relax.” Nothing like a man between your thighs to help you relax. She exhaled and reminded herself that the exam served a purpose. That purpose was not the fucking she severely needed. He ducked beneath the drape, his gloved hands …
Word is attack for storyin12. Had a strange dream I’m writing out so be warned. Photo for Sinful Sunday at the bottom if you’d like to skip to it. – He’d taken me in, a lost black girl in a predominately white enclave. He sheltered me, taught me what love felt like, and touched my …
100 words on the nose for this storyin12 drabble – A second chance. One he shouldn’t squander as the only other person who successfully rose from the dead was Jesus. He should do something as glorious as Jesus. Healing the sick or something Chasing ass didn’t qualify. Or it shouldn’t when it came to having …
You like what you like, amiright? Another for the storyin12 flashes – “You like to do what?” He blinked, his face growing hot at what he let slip. While her face hadn’t changed, her eyes twinkled with laughter. This date was quickly spiraling out of control. “I… I like to visit the zoo and pet …
Well, struggled (and tripped) trying to craft this one, but I want to do something for today’s storyin12 prompt. Thank you to Molly for the photo usage. – The message scrolled across the screen like a beacon. “Easy score…” He walked the five blocks from his safe, clean part of town to the slum that …
Quickie for storyin12 drabbling – That’s how he found her when he returned from work. Naked, her beautiful brown skin and kinky hair streaked with white frosting, a half bitten cupcake in her hand. A fat crumb fell from her hand and landed on her breast. He noticed that the pan of cupcakes he’d made …
They call him “Mr. Fix-it”. If it’s broken, he can repair it. If it’s sick, he’s got the remedy at the ready. He isn’t just a handyman, in spite of how this sounds. Yea, he can tune up a car, lay brick, or fix a leaking pipe. He has a special way of fixing me …
A bit of flash for today’s storyin12. — “Victory in Jesus, my…” She ducked out of the sanctuary into the hallway. Everyone was absorbed in the revival, she wouldn’t be missed. Her heels clacked on the tile floors, the sound echoing off the walls as she hurried along. As she passed another hall, a hand …
My drabbles have turned into flashes, but that’s okay. I’m just happy I’m writing again. – “I feel like every time I swallow there are butcher knives lining my throat, and you want to stick your dick in there?” She put down her book just as he wagged his cock at her. “Just a little …
Flash for storyin12 – I let Frank drag me out into a field in the middle of the night. He’d been on about crop circles for about a week after he’d had an “incident” on his way back from the pub. Really, it started out as me trying to humour him, hoping coming out to …