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|leave it to the pros (standard:other, 112 words)|
|Author: Eutychus||Added: Dec 13 2002||Views/Reads: 2465/1||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|A first attempt at this flash fiction stuff. The seed germinated and came to full fruit in three minutes, so you only have yourself to blame if you don't like it. You were warned.|
“Are you sure?” I asked as she moved beneath me. “Yes I like it. Like it a lot. Up just a bit. Over. Yes, there. That's the spot.” I reposition the knees, move the arms for better leverage and rub hard. “Stop. There you go. You have it. Oh that's good. Slowly, carefully move your hands away.” “The wetter things are the harder this gets.” “Don't worry. Oh yes! Perfect. You are so good!” Her hands fly up and she lets out a surprised cry. She surrenders to the inevitable. I jump off the ladder and look at the wet mess on the floor. “Tomorrow, would you call a professional paper hanger?” Tweet
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