Saturday, May 12, 2012

Along the Seawall-Flash Fiction Friday, May 11, 2012

(Gardener's note: Again, apologies for being a bit late.  Today's challenge-under 100 words (excluding the title), with the phrase "hint of mischief" somewhere in the body of the story and based on the photo below.  Panserbjørne is back hosting  Flash Fiction Friday..  Go check out his blog to see who else played.)

(Source image unknown; provided some time ago by the lovely Lexi)

There was a hint of mischief in the air as she walked beside the seawall. Young or old, male or female, no one could resist her aura. 

 
As she approached, her left hand moved down her top, freeing her breasts. Their golden glow in the morning sun was almost blinding. Her hand continued down to the top of her denim shorts, loosening the button with a promise of delights to come.

She stroked my left cheek with her right hand as she whispered in my right ear “Tag-you're it!” Then she turned and ran, giggling.

I love Spring!

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