Flash Fiction

Haley’s Day Off [Preview]

Potluck Soup — Haley's Day Off (Short)

Haley was wet from the thought of her body being checked out like a book in a library. The recklessness of it was intoxicating. She wondered how many hands would worship every inch of her. The thought of countless people using he filled her with ecstasy. She wondered how many loads would fall on her face and chest. Her fingers traced the imaginary paths down her chin to her stomach. Haley took out her phone. One hand slid into her underwear as she snapped a selfie.

“About to get blanked,” she typed. “Come say hi. ” She signed with a winking emoji. When she posted the likes flew in. Her followers would be there for a visit soon.

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