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As the bar closed, I stumbled out the door, thankful I lived around the corner. I headed down the sidewalk, turned right, and jumped into the liquor store for a bottle of Skyy. It was half a block to the apartment.
I buzzed through the door, crossed the lobby, and turned toward the stairway to the basement apartments. I blundered down the steep stairwell. With every step the stairs creaked, startling two young girls standing naked in the hallway below.
I started to walk by, but the one girl asked, "Got a cigarette?" Setting my bottle down, I offered her a cigarette and my lighter. The other girl suddenly knelt in front of her friend, who hooked a leg over her shoulder. Instantly, I felt invisible, inconsequential. I staggered back several feet and fell onto the steps, adjusting myself in my slacks.
The girl lighting the cigarette laughed, "Don't mind us."
"I don't mind at all," I grinned, and settled back on the stairs, staring, opened my zipper, and thought, "Don't mind if I do."
(Using this picture, write a flash fiction of 150-180 words,
incorporating the phrase "...the stairs creaked...")I buzzed through the door, crossed the lobby, and turned toward the stairway to the basement apartments. I blundered down the steep stairwell. With every step the stairs creaked, startling two young girls standing naked in the hallway below.
I started to walk by, but the one girl asked, "Got a cigarette?" Setting my bottle down, I offered her a cigarette and my lighter. The other girl suddenly knelt in front of her friend, who hooked a leg over her shoulder. Instantly, I felt invisible, inconsequential. I staggered back several feet and fell onto the steps, adjusting myself in my slacks.
The girl lighting the cigarette laughed, "Don't mind us."
"I don't mind at all," I grinned, and settled back on the stairs, staring, opened my zipper, and thought, "Don't mind if I do."
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Wow, this was an especially delicious post, I really love it. You managed to set up a wonderful little back-story, and I really enjoyed reading it.
ReplyDeleteI believe that I may take part in next week's FFF, just to see what I can do.
Thank you for posting this.
now this is a late night encounter I would not mind staggering into either! got my lady parts purring quite nicely!
ReplyDeleteYeah, I wouldn't mind either! Wish my life was that interesting. Our narrator handles it rather nicely, I'd say.
ReplyDeleteA most enjoyable offering. Thanks for joining in the fun this week. I hope you'll return for more fun in future weeks!
-- PB
I loved that you added yourself to the scene. Knowing you were watching was surely a delicious jolt to their playful display for you.
ReplyDeleteWelcome to FFF.
Ah...new twist on the "how did that bottle get there" conundrum. Looking forward to more of your writing here.
ReplyDeleteWonderful take on the photo. Happy FFF!
ReplyDeleteThis is the way life should be; shame out the window, everyone having a good time, no one forcing anything. A utopian ideal, surely, but this still made me feel a bit lighter. Welcome to the tribe, and what a way to start :)
ReplyDeleteThank you all for your kind words, and warm welcoming. I will surely be playing along in the future.
ReplyDeleteHopefully violet will jump in also.
Love it! Very creative angle, David, and as OL said above, it solves the bottle riddle nicely. Welcome to FFF! I hope you join us again.
ReplyDeleteA great post! Well written - especially the way you set the scene! It's got a cool detached pace to it!
ReplyDeleteOh very nice. Love the turn around in the action.
ReplyDeleteVery Nice!
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