'Stretch, campers. Feel the burn.'
Heart booming, Eddie stood thinking so
this is the best a man gets.
A velvet voice interrupted, 'Buy us a
soda, big boy,'
Turning round he saw breasts you slept
under and a rear fit for a week's hike. They tonsil wrestled on the way.
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This blog was inspired by First 50 words where you freewrite from a single word prompt. I use random words or images to create flash fiction in formats ranging from twitter postcards to short short stories.