Oh, Christmas Tree…
Friday Flash #36
Dot is not happy. Taking her coat they gave her some unflattering clothes to wear. Not sure if she is in jail or a hospital, but wishes she had worn her peek-a-boo-pushup bra, at least her nipples would show through the t-shirt. It’s that bitch Emily’s fault, stealing my man. After the fracas at the restaurant the cops took her away, at least the handcuffs are off, they were tight. Through the little slit window in the door she sees a Christmas card on a desk, a silver tree, she begins to cry. This is my favorite time of year.
(to be continued)
The previous chapter is here… Corner Booth
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Author’s note: (boy, does that ever sound pretentious) I usually would not do a continuing story, but I thought it might be fun to see where Dot’s 100 word chapters take her. Of course, this is subject to change if some other story emerges, that’s what a prompt is all about, right?
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The brilliance of your story continues Elliott.
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Thank you, Cousin.
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wonderful xx
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That is nice to hear, MPB. I was thinking it might be shy of sex, but then decided ‘not really’.
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I love how you’ve continued it and hope there’s a next instalment!
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