Welcome to Friday Fictioneers, my favorite weekly flash fiction scene. Supportive writers, fun stories and great prompts from our wonderful hostess, Rochelle Wisoff-Field’s. Check out details to join or read other stories on her website Addicted to Purple. Thanks to Janet Webb for our intoxicating photo this week. Happy Valentine’s Day fellow Fictioneers!
This is an (mildly) erotic piece, for Valentine’s Day. For those of you who have been together for ages, like Smart Guy and I have, try pretending you’re new for night! Check out my post this week about my marriage of 27 years; our anniversary is Valentine’s Day.
Filed under other information and updates: it’s been an exciting week for me in blogging. On Monday, for some reason that is still a mystery, nearly 1,400 people stopped by Tales From the Motherland; 1,000 of them to re read my post about my affair with Barack Obama! It was insane, and thrilling! I also won the Tipsy Lit Writing Challenge last week, with my story about Prince. This week, I would be enormously grateful if my Friday Fictioneer comrades would check out my post this Saturday for the Weekly Writing Challenge at Tipsy Lit, where I will be competing again. If you like it, I’d be grateful for your vote. The competition has been fierce the past few weeks; I only won by 6 votes last week. Something tells me that this week will be even tougher. Please pop by Tales From The Motherland on Saturday, read my story and vote, if you have the time.
(100 word, exactly)
“Barthelona,” he enunciated. “The ‘s’ is like ‘th’ in Ethpañia.”
I tried not to laugh. Everything about him was sexy, but it sounded like he had a lisp.
“Barthelona,” I demurred, flirting back.
He smiled and poured another glass of sangria. The first had already gone to my head; I sipped the second as the dark tavern and wine spread its warmth throughout my body.
My friends urged me to do something fun, after the divorce. I’d bought the tickets to Spain ignoring their added warnings about foreign men.
Go ahead, take advantage, I thought, as Alvaro touched my leg.
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