Flash Fiction

An Outfit For The Auction

Potluck Soup — An Outfit for the Auction
PotluckSoup — An Outfit for the Auction

“You don’t think it’s too much?” Sabrina said, hurrying through the student center, trying to hide her breasts from the gawking students gathering for the Semi-Annual Fashion School Student Auction.

“No, no, no!” Hani wagged a finger, “The guys and girls are going to go crazy bidding on your body.”

“You really think someone would buy a night with a freshman?” Sabrina rubbed nervously at the latex pasted over her nipples. “They won’t think I’m bad at sex or anything because I’m eighteen?”

“Aw, Sabrina they’re going to fuck you so crazy, right up there on stage.”

“I hope so,” Sabrina said, arching her back proudly, “I’ve been practicing all week.”

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