Thursday 18 April 2013

#FFF Flasher Fiction Friday - Cold, Hard and Perfect

Friday means Flashing. There are many pieces of 100 words based on this picture. Just visit the blog to read them all.

He had the best job in the world.

In the dark hours, when the streets were empty, he secluded himself with these idealizations of femininity. He undressed them and positioned them. With their bodies placed where and how he liked, he indulged himself. The ladies weren’t offended by his actions; they didn’t mind him using them. They didn’t judge his length or girth. They didn’t complain that he hadn’t gotten them off.

Rubbing himself on the warm resin, he marked body after body, then washed it all away and dressed the figures.

And he got paid to do it.