‘Here he comes!’
‘He’s cheating! He’s using fans.’
‘And shoes.’
The lumbering, naked figure of John Carter danced around startled shoppers, tracked by several smartphone cameras.
Someone shouted, ‘Go-on Boy!’
He didn’t notice Jane’s presence until the fan was snatched free.
Instinctively he moved the fan covering his arse to his shield his cock.
‘You’re meant to be naked! That was the forfeit.’
‘I am fecking naked!’ He was caught between wanting to argue and flee.
‘Cheat!’ Jane grabbed for the other fan.
John leapt sideways and resumed his run.
‘The moon is extra bright today,’ Jane yelled after him.
A drabble is a story of exactly 100 words.
1 comment:
What a great mental picture, Rob! I have to know more about this whole - was it a bet? - situation. Well done
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