Advizor has pulled the plug. An exercise that I have participated in for 5 years is now fading softly into the night. RIP. Probably a good thing, as I don't feel much like writing at the moment. Slip softly into the night ahead of Terry Pratchett, and keep the light on for my aunt, who …
Category: Flash Fiction Friday
Flash Fiction Friday Stormtroopers
Applause washed over them, as the Star Wars theme ended. “Bobbie Fet” was the first one to turn and head backstage. The five “Storm troopers” followed her. Behind them they could hear the stage hands collecting costumes and fighting over one of the masks with a fan. “I hear that damn music in my sleep!” …
Flash Fiction Friday Desperation!
The office party had been great. Sally and Greg had found a couch to fuck on. Soft leather. They must have screwed for an hour. Doggy style, split peach, 69, and half a dozen others. Then they fell asleep. Sally woke up, disoriented. The room smelled of hot sweaty sex. Greg snored, curled up on …
Flash Fiction Friday Revelations
“Are you still there?” She lay on the floor, her hand still wrapped around the receiver. The tinny voice kept on yammering. “Jamie! Answer me! Don't you pull that fainting crap on me! I'm your mother!” Her heart pounded. Temples throbbed. She was devastated. Thoughts whirled through her brain. “If you don't answer me, I'm …
Flash Fiction Friday Stupidity
http://googlegif.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/08/1252480513_megan_fox_jennifers_body.gif “So, tell me what happened.” “We went out for dinner, and then back to my apartment.” “And,” “We started drinkin'. Beer and shots. She started dancin' and rubbin' her body up against me. Making my dick hard. She was so fuckin' drunk.” “Yeah? Tell me more.” “Her damn phone rang. She started talkin'. Phone …
Flash Fiction Friday Geeks Save the Day!
“I don't care what you want, I need it to look like milk!” Jared growled. “But sir, when we use real milk, it just seems to disappear!” “Have you used whole milk?” “Yes sir! Nothing sticks! Plus, if we throw it on her for real, it never looks like a dress. Then we have the …
Flash Fiction Friday Thief or innocent?
“You know she's guilty!” “Right. She's just a barmaid.” Jeff slumped against the desk. The girl stood waiting. He knew she'd stolen the diamond necklace, but how to prove it? Dave stood up. “Fine. Mary, strip off. If we don't find it on her, she's innocent.” Jeff looked at Mary. He nodded. Mary shivered. She …
Flash Fiction Friday Interruptions
Her hand slid under her pink flannel pjs, stroking her aching pussy. She rubbed her clit, and felt the heavy heat begin to build. He stroked her pussy, as he whispered in her ear. “Come for me. Soak my fingers with your sweet juice.” She loved how his fingers played her body. The way he …
Flash Fiction Friday St. Frances’ Angels
Running through the underground tunnels, fear filled his veins with adrenaline. How had he gotten here? How would he survive? Had it only been two hours since he'd walked into the Oak and Thorn? Since he ordered up Spy Fantasy? The sounds of gunfire were growing closer as he ran. “A spy fantasy?” “Yes. Maybe …
Flash Fiction Friday The Unexpected
Tired of short trysts, hastily grabbed kisses or gropes in the dark corners of a hall, they'd splurged on a room. Henry locked the door and turned on the radio to a classical station. Clothes flew as they reached for each other with a desperation born of need, desire and longing. It had been so …
Adventures of a Word Wytch 
