Random Short Stories
Flash Fiction learning that the heart of writing is imagination + craft + editing.
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Wednesday, 3 September 2008
She wore a storm-black, skin tight dress, high in the leg
and low in the chest. Brown eyes matched her back lengt
h hair. Melon-red lips pouted as she rhythmed her way to him.
Forgetting to breathe, he gasped and shuddered, as her lips brushed his ear to whisper “totally.”
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