“How can you sit there and smoke?” she asked Betty.
“What the hell else can I do until they give us our clothes back?”
“Yeah, but the Ladies Church Social is due in twenty minutes,” wailed June.
“You should have thought of that before you bet the guys that there was anything worse than losing at cards,” said June.
“I didn’t think they’d take them!” said June. “Oh what was I thinking?”
“Bastards took our clothes and the money,” said Jane.
“Weren’t even good fucks,” said Edie in a curl of smoke.
“Thought French men were suppose to be good fucks,” said Jane.
“Yeah, now which one of us is gonna call the police?” asked Edie.
“You have more undies than me. You go,” said Jane.
“Me? You go. You wanted to fuck,” said Edie.
I almost didn’t play this week. Life has been hectic to say the least and the Muse has been pouting… Got to write more regularly! So… I played with both word limits. Hope you like the results.
If you’d like to play, visit Panser’s blog on Monday and join in the fun. Our challenge was 69-99 words and the phrase curl of…noun.