Sunday, 2 August 2009

Sex in England

The bed knocking woke him up.Ted glanced at the clock. 'Bloody  Hell,' and went to bang the wall.
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'Ooh no, I'll not be able to show my face,' she said. 'Wrap a pillow over you.'
'No use. They aren't stirring. You and your effing spice it up with bondage.'

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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.