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#atozchallenge, U is for Underwear…

“Hey, that’s my machine!”  Ursula had just run back up to her apartment for a minute and this ass took her underwear out of the washer?

“Geez, sorry.”  At least he had the decency to look contrite. “Nobody was here and that machine was done.  I’m in kind of a hurry.   I leave in the a.m.”

“Oh, yeah, where you headed that’s so important?”

“U.S. Navy Base Charleston, ma’am,” he grinned.  “Ensign Rick Jordan.”

“Ursula,” she said.   He was cute, short hair, dimples.  Definitely military.

“Hey, Ursula, you hungry?  Can I buy you a burger?”

Head tilted, she smiled.  “Okay, sailor.”


My theme this year is 100 word fiction.  (So, no, don’t count this line!)


“Funtime” Activities during a Sex Drought

For another look at romance, I’m reposting this from coffeeandfreewrites, who describes himself as a 20 something “writer” with a useless college degree, an office job and who drinks coffee.  I found his blog awfully funny, although if he were my son I’m sure I’d be saying, “Language, dear!” So, be forewarned and prepare to laugh…

Coffee and Freewrites

There will be periods in your relationship in which sex just doesn’t happen, so here is how to pass the time:

-Go sexy underwear shopping with your partner and pick out a few items you’ll A) Never see them in or B) See but not touch

-Buy romantic bath candles, soaps and other shit that passive insecure men like me don’t care about. Let your partner use them alone while you sit on the couch watching “Cupcake Wars”

-Hang around a sex shop and browse the various pleasure playthings and tingle toys until your partner decides to go somewhere else, leaving you the bargain porno bin. (Does anyone even buy porn anymore?)

-A homemade candlelight dinner with a bottle of your favorite cheap wine followed by snuggling on the couch until the chicken scallopini gives one of you the shits.

-Let your fantasies run wild like they were when you…

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The BEST Writing Prompt Ever — Plus a Writing Contest!

I thought I had submitted my entry to the contest, but, as usual, operator error! I will get the hang of this computer, I swear!

Here is my entry, better late than never, right?
Twas the week before Thanksgiving and I’m a bit surly

For the holiday season was starting much too early,

I decided to walk Dog through a nearby park

Where his only interest was on those things squirrely.

We passed joggers dripping from the evening heat

With most of them looking entirely beat.

When what to my wondering eyes did I see

But a peaceful bustier, up in a tree…

I assumed it was a jogger who had gotten too hot

But thank goodness we saw no one without her top.

Dog and I started for home and were nearly out of sight

When we heard, “A cool Thanksgiving to all and to all a good night!”

(With apologies to Clement Clarke Moore)

Feeding on Folly

I know I’ve told you before about the park near our house where Dog and I like to walk. Truthfully, as far as parks go, it’s not much to brag about. But it’s serviceable and allows Dog a good run.

It’s also a nice place to walk if I need a bit of inspiration. Case in point, what I saw this week:

UnderwearAlright, so what’s the story here? What causes a person to throw their underwear up in a tree? And before you immediately leap to something scandalous, remember this is a park within easy view of a major city street. (Also, this is a G-rated blog. Well, most of the time.)Sign

On the other side of the brick wall are a number of thorny, desert plants and a sidewalk about eight feet away. So, pretty sure the underwear disposal happened on this side of the fence.

Also, you can’t…

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