So some jerkwad you said "No, thanks," to, could make up this whole fantasy world and wreck *your* life just cause he felt like it? D'oh. Stupid double standard. (Not that that will happen in my story...that character *has* actually done a bit of carrying-on as I envision her, but I guess that is why older women tell me so often that my mouth will get me in trouble.)
The Great Write Way, Chapter Two: Twice upon a time...
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Ro, that's an amazing drabble. Must think about it more.
Thanks, Beverly.
Felt a bit lumpy, but it's giving me some things to think on for future, so that's a reasonable ROI for a hundred words.
No new topic?
Tep? I feel a need to drabble, and I completely blanked on masks. You want some possibilities?
Oh, dear god. Sorry! No, I have a topic. Give me a minute....
Challenge #81 (masks) is now closed.
Challenge #82, also in the spirit of the season, is trick[s] and/or treat[s].
Oooooooooooooooooooh!
Probably not until tomorrow (out of town for five days=GAH! SHIT PILED UP!), but I like this challenge, I do.
Me, also. Brain is brewing something up now...
Tricks and/or Treats Drabble:
He wasn’t her favorite trick. Shit, none of them were that. Once, one of them had been kind, and bought her breakfast over on Eleventh, but that was a fluke. Never happened again.
This guy, though, was a regular. He deserved a few snaps just for the ready cash. But his needy, groping hands? Made her shudder, when he was gone and she was rearranging herself, wiping his smell off her skin. Difference was, much as she loathed the sight of him coming, she was grateful. She knew what to expect from him. And that was enough of a treat.