Thursday 4 April 2013

#FFF Flasher Fiction Friday - Can I please get dressed now?

Fridays are for Flashing! 100 words based on the same picture. Make sure you read them all.
Shivering, she placed a palm over one breast, cold where he'd licked it. He wore a shirt and coat while she lay here in next to nothing. Anything for the shot. Were her goosebumps really what he wanted?

He lowered the camera long enough to move her one hand lower and blow across her bare midriff. She shuddered again. "Are you almost done?" she whined.

"Almost," he promised, circling. "Shut up and smile for me."

It was better than most of her gigs. She had some clothes on and no one was trying to fuck her. Maybe she could manage a small smile.