How Wrong Can Research Go?
I was hanging upside down by my ankles, caught in a rookie trap, while three hunters dueled over me.I explained when the winner cut me loose,“I’m not here for sex submission. I’m a writer researching virtual roleplay.”He nodded and smiled. A leash snapped out,coiled around my neck.“No Anglais,” he said. ~~~~~~~~~~Okay, this wasn’t fiction, but it happened in virtual reality, which is sort of fictional, right? I’d tell you what happened next, but I don’t want to break any more rules and I’m at the word limit. 😉 This post was written as a contribution to G-Man’s Friday Flash 55. Click here to see what others wrote or to join…
What He Wants
What he wants is the first whisper in my earbefore my eyes have openedWhat he wants peels back the coverspries me from the bedchains me to my desk Time to serveI count out my sentenceI need three moreI need five lesshis want owns me for 55 words This post was written as part of G-Man’s Friday Flash 55. Click here to see what others have written or to join the fun yourself.
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Friday 55: One-Eyed Wonderings
Kurt Shadow 3 by Lil Shepherd on Flickr photo sharing One house with two waifish cats in the yard.One named Trouble and he wears the name well.One one-eyed cat who wears my love well.One day she was here. And the next, not.Wondering if my phone’s ghost hunter app could find her.Wondering if it doesn’t would that be a good sign. ~Nara This post is part of G-Man’s Friday Flash 55 party. Click here to see what others have written or to join the fun yourself.