Flash Fiction Friday 2022 – Week 12
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Excerpts
Find the Man
Otto squinted as he stared into the tablet’s screen for the umpteenth time and saw absolutely nothing except a mishmash of shapes with no sense of order to them. This was getting ridiculous, and not in a good way!
The puzzles had started out easy enough. All he had to do was find a specific animal in each of the pictures presented to him and circle it out. A lonely panda in a sea of penguins? Easy! An orange cat pressed against a carpet of the same color? Please! If the goal was to stump him, they would have to do a lot better than that, and so they did.
The third image was way trickier than the ones that came before.
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Just Wait and See
Susan Hayes was the typical sorority girl you often see in movies and TV shows, a young big-breasted blonde with a tremendous desire to be popular but somehow never quite made the cut and found herself often resenting the unfairness of it all as if her life began and ended at twenty. Her personality was inconstant, yet possessed one markedly deciding trait. She hated being told what she could or couldn’t do.
So, on the day she found out that her “sisters” were planning a party behind her back, a gathering for which they had no intention of inviting her despite sharing a dorm together, she felt angry and betrayed and demanded an explanation,
“What gives, Olivia? Why am I being kept out of the loop on this one?”
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More, Please!
The hot wax dripped around Ashley’s navel, sliding dangerously close to her shaved pussy. The young redhead arched her back atop the kitchen table and moaned,
“Hmmm, more.”
“What did you say, slut?” Roxanne asked, holding the peppermint candle firmly in her right hand. Recent studies had hypothesized that the scent enhanced sexual desire in women and could help them achieve multiple orgasms, and by the looks of it they were right. Ashley, who was usually a quiet and deserved woman, could barely keep it together, pearls of sweat glistening on her naked body, and dark green eyes burning with ever-increasing lust.
“More, Mistress. Please… I need it!”
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Prelude
Dylan Mason considered himself to be a well-rounded man with his life perfectly controlled. He had a steady job, dependable friends, and actually loved spending Thanksgiving and Christmas with family. He didn’t drink, didn’t smoke, and had never tried drugs (not even recreational) in his life. A sports aficionado, he only had one secret addiction that was as honeyed as irresistible. He loved breakfast cereals. Not a single day went by when he didn’t eat a bowl first thing in the morning usually accompanied with cold milk. The processed sugars and artificial flavors were a bit overkill, but he was always eager to try something new, so going to the supermarket on a weekend was always an adventure. What he would try next?
On that cold spring Saturday morning, he stood in his favorite aisle, looking at the colorful card boxes and the delicacies within.
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