Flash Fiction Friday - 25 October: The Ball

It's Friday again, so that means the perfect time for a flash. One hundred words precisely to inspire some awesome writers with a given picture. Please follow the link and show them some love. This week mine is called The Ball Enjoy.
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Rosalind had spent hours readying herself for tonight. Desmond had left instructions how he wanted her to look and even provided her with the perfect gown for the Halloween masked ball.

She expected his arrival at any time, so Rosalind touched up her scarlet lipstick that made her skin look white and put a black lace scarf around her neck.

Suddenly she felt two strong hands take hold of her shoulders; with fingers digging into the red crushed velvet of her dress. She touched one hand reminding herself he was real. However, in the mirror there was only her reflection.

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Flash Fiction Friday - 11 October: Don't Go

It's Friday and time for a flash.  One given picture, one hundred words only and some awesome writers getting inspired to come up with flash fiction. Please show the others some love. All comments greatly appreciated. Flashers

Maria gradually let her damp towel drop to the floor. Lamplight streamed in through the skylight and picked out pearls of water that remained, glistening on her tanned naked skin.

She never noticed the naked figure of a man that remained in shadow, until when moving up behind her she felt his fingers trail slowly down her arms before taking hold of her soft plump breasts, drawing her close.

His arousal grew and pushed against Maria's cheeks with promise of closer contact.

As she half turned her head he whispered “Don't go to work. I want to give you dick-tation.”

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Flash Fiction Friday - 26 October: Magic Boots

Its Friday again and time for the flashers to show what awesome writing they are capable of. On Friday there are rules. A given picture and a hundred words, no more, no less to produce a piece of flash fiction. Please show the flashers some love by clicking the link to read their versions.
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This week mine is called Magic Boots Enjoy

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Veronica wrestled her way through sale crowds, toward the red fuck me boots she had wanted for ages. There was just one pair left.

Veronica was looking forward to going out at the weekend wearing them. Veronica had a penchant for eyeing up male talent and grabbing her man.  

She looked over to the stand with the boots; squeezing her way through. Missing her footing though, Veronica almost fell. Quickly grabbing hold of something as horrified, she noticed someone taking the boots away.

“That’s one hell of a way to get to know a man,” a voice said.

Magic boots.
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Flash Fiction Friday - 5 October: Wedding Day Blues

Its Friday, so you know what that means. Time to flash! A picture may be worth a thousand words, but on Friday we're only allowed one hundred. No more, no less. A group of awesome writers gather to give their version of the picture. This week mine is called Wedding Day Blues

So show some love by reading and commenting on them. You won't be disappointed!

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Clarissa had donned the satin wedding dress and veil with some trepidation. She knew it would be a perfect fit, hugging her slender figure in all the right places. Sitting on the window seat of her room, clutching the bouquet of roses, she watched the guests beginning to arrive, imagining Gregory dressed smartly in his morning suit. 

Suddenly realizing the time, she hurriedly replaced the outfit. Her twin sister walked in.

“Would you like a hand with your dress Phoebe?” Clarissa asked. She tried hard to focus on being the bridesmaid, even though she was still in love with Gregory.

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