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FFF Thanksgiving

Happy Thanksgiving!  Happy Hanukkah!  I’ve had a wonderful day full of friends, family, fantastic food and a nap!  Now it’s time for Flash Fiction Friday!  Pop over to Advizor54’s blog to see what he and other amazing writers saw in this moving photo!  My take is below.  Here’s this week’s prompt:

Key Words:  Family, gravy boat, butter knife
Word Limit:  1621 seems like too many, so 261.1
Forbidden words:  cock, caught, eat, feast, satiated
Extra Credit:  Let’s keep it within the (extended) family

Bonus Words: Donate 5 cans of food to your local food bank.
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We were at my sister’s place today – 17 of us around her dining room table – friends, family and “orphans.”  We had a delicious meal of traditional Thanksgiving favorites, new recipes my sister likes to try, and Hanukkah delights from the friends who were celebrating the confluence of holidays.  
Here’s the menu: 
Slices of meat from a 27-pound turkey (I like white meat) that I sliced!  
Sausage apricot cornbread dressing and sage bread stuffing
Pan gravy
Bake brussel sprouts with avocado and walnuts 
Pear walnut spinach salad
Parker House rolls
Green beans with almonds
Minced beets salad,
Two kinds of cranberry sauce (one with sugar, one with fruit juices for sweetening)
 Quinoa with zucchini and cranberries
 and latkes with applesauce and sour cream!
The grown-ups drank wine.  I joined my niece in imbibing apple sparkling juice.  
After a while, dessert appeared with coffee and teas  – pecan, apple and pumpkin pie!  And a piece of chocolate rugelah, another addition from Jewish tradition.  
My niece gets bored with all the grown-ups gabbing, so she crawls underneath.  She is quiet, reading a book or drawing a beautiful picture.   I dropped the butter knife and dove down to discover her in the midst of making a Thanksgiving card!  
I crawled under and sat with her.  She put her finger to her slips to silence me, then pointed at my husband’s crotch.  She grinned impishly as I watched one of Hubby’s lady friends massage his burgeoning manhood.  
Somehow when I got back up into my seat, I managed to spill the gravy boat into Hubby’s lap!  Oops! 
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FFF Donate

Happy Friday!  It’s time for Flash Fiction Friday, when we respond to Advizor54’s challenge to write about a photo.  Click over to his blog to see what he and other wonderful writers wrote.  My take is below.

Here’s the rules for this week:
Key Words:  (searching or seeking) and asphalt

Word Limit:  210
Forbidden words:  flippers

Extra Credit:  What kind of trees are in the background?

Bonus Words: Donate to the Red Cross fund for the Philippines hurricane relief, or to their general fund  1 word per dollar.

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Another exciting day at the garage.  No one was waiting on a repair, so I told Sara at AAA that I could rescue stranded motorists.  The beastly hot day made the asphalt shimmy with waves of heat.  Please let this be an easy fix – a bit of radiator fluid, or some duct tape on a broken hose or a new battery.  
The dispatcher’s email said mile 735, so I was speeding out the farm road, searching for the silver van from the dive team.  I finally pulled in behind it near the stand of oak trees.  
My brain must be going mushy… I thought a woman was sitting on the road with binoculars.  Naked.  Hunh.  
I got out of my truck, the heat hitting me like a 2×4 in the chest.  She rose, brushed the gravel off her shapely butt and walked quickly toward me.  I admit it – I stared.  I hadn’t seen a real naked woman in months.  She looked way better than the porn I watch to take care of things!
“SO happy to see you!” she squealed, wrapping her arms around me in a hug that was amazingly strong for her lithe form.  She gave me a big kiss on the lips!  And then she kept kissing me… groping my ass!  I was pretty sure I was having heat stroke and imagining all this but I rolled with it anyway! 
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FFF Now

It’s Flash Fiction Friday time!  Here’s this week’s simple challenge from Advizor54:

You have 100 words to make me cum.

You get 25 extra words if you write it on Thursday and do it in one draft, typos and all.

Click over to Advizor54’s blog to see what he and other great bloggers saw in this photo.  My take is below.

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We sat on the bed – the last ones left after the blogger party.  I started to leave, but he put a hand on my arm and whispered, “Stay.”  He winked and I was convinced.  
“Now you’re mine,” he intoned seriously. 
“Yeah right,” I sassed him.  “What do you want?”
“You,” he stated. 
“But you said…” I started to remind him of the guidelines.  No shenanigans.
“Shhh…. talk later,” he shushed me, a finger on my lips, tracing around them until I trembled.  He covered my lips with his as he uncovered my breast, tweaking my nipple through my bra.  I moaned into his mouth and held his face in my hands.  He stuck his hand up my skirt, fingering the wet spot.  “Fuck now.” 
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FFF – Destination

It’s time for Flash Fiction Friday!  The amazing Advizor54 chose this photo.  Click over to his blog to see what he and other great bloggers saw in it.  My take is below.  Here’s the challenge: 
Required Words – Conductor, Ticket, Destination
Word Limit – 200 words, exactly
Forbidden words – suitcase, vulva, Wysteria, or Horwarts Express
Bonus Points – Remember that private compartments cost triple that of a regular seat.

Extra Words – 
Include a rhyming couplet = 25 words, 
Name her Tammy = 15 words. 
Put her in charge = 25 words. 
BUT, you can only chose one of the Extra word categories.
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We were looking for money to restore trains at the Shore Line Trolley Museum. A new guy suggested a Facebook page – amazing the people that brought in!  Another member talked us into renting the place for a Woman Within catalogue photo shoot.  He posted it on Facebook – we had many more people than usual that Wednesday!  
I was up on a ladder, using my vacation day to refurbish the clerestory windows of a elegant coach on loan from the Grapevine Vintage Railroad.  I was packing up when I heard someone.  My mouth fell open.  She had on the most gorgeous bra and panties I’ve seen in person!  
“Are you the conductor?” the beautiful buxom brunette asked.  “I’m done with the shoot, and I want to ride.  They said to give him my ticket.”  
“You want the track A cars to the left,” I pointed out.  
She put her hand on my leg, whispering, “I found what I’m looking for.  Come down and let’s return this coach to it’s former glory.”  I slid down the rungs and into her waiting arms. She pressed me into one of the newly reupholstered seats, kissed me hard on the lips, then slithered down my body, toying with my nipples while undoing my overalls and discarding my boxer briefs before her shapely mouth found the perfect destination.  
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FFF Oops

Happy November!  It’s time for Flash Fiction Friday!  Pop over to Advizor54’s blog to see what he and other fantastic writers saw in this photo.  My take is below.  Here’s the challenge:

Required Phrase- “Oops, wrong picture”
Word Limit – 250 words
Forbidden words – College, Collagan, Colloquial, Cauliflower
   Awwww… crap… I really wanted to talk about CAULIFLOWER!  Crunch crunch… 
Bonus Points – Share a real “oops” story if you haven’t already as your main post
     Click over here to a “Sassy Answers” post entitled… “Oops!” about FIVE ways I goofed up with photos and texts, including posting a half-nekkid photo to Facebook instead of messaging it to Philip.  Whee!  
Extra Words – Christmas time is coming. You get 100 extra words if you make this about a holiday greeting.
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“Crap… I can’t believe it’s November already?!” she whined.  “We haven’t started on the holiday shopping or the cards… argh.  It’s time to order gifts online before the craziness starts in… help me think about what to cook and figure out which photo to use for the cards?”  
“Don’t worry.  We always manage to get it all done!” I reassured her, wrapping my arms around her and tweaking her bounteous tits.  She leaned back and I nibbled her neck. 
I glanced over her shoulder at her computer.  She was clicking through images… food, the ocean, flowers, her niece… she makes good use of that cell phone camera!  Suddenly the clicks got slower… naked photos!  
“Hey!  Are those on Facebook?” I asked, shocked to see my private parts.  
“Don’t worry.  I have the privacy option on… just here for myself,” she assured me.  Sometimes we get frisky and add photos to our sex life.  I was leery of them being on the web, especially on Facebook!  But I got hard looking at them, and started playing with her nipple.  She gave me a deep, passionate kiss.  
“So which photo?  I got a Groupon for half-price if we order before November 15th…”  
“Hmmm… what about us at the beach?  or near that lighthouse?”  I suggested. 
“Oh!  The lighthouse is good…,” she said, clicking back to the vacation photos as my fingers teased the waistband of her jeans, then burrowed under the fabric to tease her lower down. 
“Mmmm… that feels so amazing! But stop distracting me!  I need to place this order and start looking for presents!”  I dipped a finger inside her and she moaned, then shoved me away.  “Later! Hold that thought until I make enough progress to focus on you!”  she insisted, squeezing my cock.  Damn cock blocking cards! 
Two weeks later, I got home from work to find a trail of shredded packaging and colorful cards shredded from the mailbox to the kitchen, where she had her head down on the table.  Okaaaay… I pieced together a few bits and saw a vacation photos we’d taken in New Mexico… naked.   Oops, wrong picture! I guess I distracted her more than I thought! 
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FFF Invitation

It’s time for Flash Fiction Friday!  With a Halloween theme!

Required Words – “Invitation” AND “nightfall”
Word Limit – 2 stories of 333 words each
Forbidden words – Vampire, Succubus
Bonus Points – Put something real about yourself in the story, but you don’t have to tell us what it is.

Extra Words – Share your story with 2 friends who don’t know you write like this. You get 100 extra words for this one.
Pop over to Advizor54’s blog to see what he and other bloggers saw in this photo.  And join in yourself!  My take is below.  Happy Halloween!  

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His screaming woke me.  My son has nightmares, but they’ve gotten more frequent since my wife died.  I dashed to wake him, holding him as reality returned.  He was sitting up, whispering, “I will… I will Momma.” 
I miss her a lot too.  I almost gave up when they told me a drunk driver had taken my soulmate away in a gruesome crash.  But I kept on… one day at a time… for my son.  
He stared at me.  “She handed me a gold envelope with an invitation, like the ones I get for birthday parties? It said, ‘Bring him.’  I know what it means.  We have to go to Mount Auburn!”  
My wife loved Mount Auburn Cemetery.   It’s a gorgeous arboretum with well-kept flower beds and beautiful trees, amazing sculptures and such deep history in it’s graves from the Victorian era on up!  It was her favorite place to walk, to talk about the famous people and look at the birds.  My son loved to climb the stone tower (that looks like a rook from a chess set), to look out over the entire area on a fall day.  She had an album full of photos of flowers and headstones.  On a rainy day we’d click through that and tell the stories.  It was typical of her way of finding beauty and fun in the strangest places.  
We cremated her broken body and sprinkled the ashes in the beautiful spruce knoll of tall trees and low strawberry plants.  We talked of visiting her on sunny afternoons, but I haven’t been able to make myself go.  
My son tugged at my t-shirt.  “We have to go, Daddy. Today.  It’s very important!  I’ll help you smile!” 
“I dunno, kiddo, it’s Halloween.  We have a lot to do after school. We might not get there until after nightfall.”

“It won’t take long.  Please? I promised.  I’m going back to sleep right now so I can stay up.  Something magical might happen!”  

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FFF Follow

 
It’s Flash Fiction Friday!  Here’s the challenge from Advizor54’s blog.  Click over there to see what he and the other wonderful writers saw in this photo.  My take is below.  Bloggers join in!


              Required Phrase – “Follow the cat”        

              Word Limit – 225
              Forbidden words – Pussy, Black, Halloween, Fear
              Bonus Points – Keep the body count low (next week is different) 
              Extra Words – Make the cat her cat.

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Time for my date!  I showered, shaved, clipped my nails, did my hair… ready to go!  I grabbed my long raincoat from the hall closet, slipped it over my naked body and belted it firmly, checked my look in the mirror to be sure I wasn’t showing too much.  I slipped into my clogs and locked my front door, making sure my cats were inside.  I strolled out down the outer hallway of my loft apartment.  There… I should be cat-dander free and not set off my new lover’s allergies!  He is so worth the added prep. 
The first time we met, we sat outside on a park bench and didn’t touch.  We talked for an hour.   I really liked him!  Please please let him want to see me again!  
He sent me an email that evening – asked me if we could get together the next day?  YES!  
We sat in my car.  Mmm… a great kisser!  With wonderful hands making me squirm in my seat!  Then he sneezed… a lot.  And his eyes swelled up.  “Do you own cats?” Here we go with yet another way a meet can go south!  Arrrgh!  I was sure he’d dump me.  But no!
I made my way down the hall.  Oh no!  The neighbor’s cat!  Get out of the way!  I was going to have to follow the cat and not touch her!  Argh! 

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FFF Resignation

It’s Flash Fiction Friday time!  Here’s the challenge from the amazing Advizor54.  Click over to his blog to see what he and other bloggers saw in this photo.  My take is below.

Word Length  = 237         
Required Word = Resignation
Bonus Words = Tell us about her earrings (25 words)        
Extra Credit = Surprise me
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“What was so all-fired important it couldn’t wait until Monday?” my boss barked at me as I slipped into his office at 4 pm on Friday afternoon.  “I want to head home to beat the traffic…” 
“Here’s my resignation,” I blurted out without preamble, handing him a three-page letter.  “The first page is my resignation alone so you have something to send to HR.  On the second page, I’ve detailed the status of my current projects, and the third page has items you should consider in re-arranging the duties of my position when you hire someone else. I can stay a month but I’d like to go in two weeks so I’ll have a break before starting my new job.” 
He looked stunned.  It was quite gratifying!  He stashed the letter in his desk.  He pulled out a key, unlocked his file cabinet, and pulled out a small light blue box from the bottom drawer.  He handed it to me.  I opened the lid and found the ridiculously expensive earrings I had lusted over at Tiffany’s on a business trip months ago.  I looked up, puzzled.  
“Congratulations,” he said, smiling.  “I hope this change is great for you,” he stated.  I was surprised… I thought he’d be angry.  While I tried on the earrings, he startled me by locking  the door.  I turned to watch him and he took my face in his hands.  “At last I can do what I’ve wanted to do for years,” kissing me long and hard… for a start.  Good thing I had been wanting it too! 
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FFF Insistent

Here’s this week’s Flash Fiction Friday challenge!  Click over the Advizor54’s blog to see what he and other great writers saw in this photo.  And join in yourself!  Here’s this week’s challenge:

Word Limit – 175
Required Word – Insistence/Insistent
Forbidden words – Bird, Bed, Beg, Big, Begin, Beguine, Bedouin
Extra Credit – Put them on vacation

Bonus Words – 25 extra if they are on their honeymoon
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She was the hottest woman!  She knew what to do to make him explode!  One look and he was rock hard, racing to their room to lose himself in her body.  Every time was a new revelation in ways she could make him feel like a man in the best possible ways.  He was so lucky! 
Three days of wedding festivities left them no alone time.  They made it to the airport with 10 minutes to spare, teasing each other all the way to their honeymoon villa.  They made love late into the night… he smiled thinking of her mouth on him, her finger inside him.  He woke at dawn wanting more.  
She said no.  He was insistent… he wanted… needed her.  One finger changed everything.  He thought she was his second chance at happiness.  After meeting online, leaving their spouses, combining their families?  Day 1 of their honeymoon she was rejecting him in the crudest way.  
He got up, grabbed his phone and went out on the balcony, taking a moment to admire the incredible view.  Then hit speed dial #3.  
“Hiya Sassy!  Yeah… you were right.  Tell me again how you’ll suck on me when I get home?” 
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FFF Waiting at the door

Here’s the Flash Fiction Friday challenge from Advizor54’s bodacious blog.  Click over there to see what he and other bloggers wrote about this fun photo!

     Word Max = 200                    Word Min = 200         Bonus Words – None
     Extra Credit – See above         Key Phrase – None – Just tell me a story
     Let’s keep it tight folks.


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My fourth day on vacation.  My fourth chance to sip coffee in a cafe before my wife wakes up, and watch people.  Every morning there’s a beautiful older woman at the red door across the way.  She doesn’t knock… she waits.  Eventually the door swings open… not revealing who is inside.  Each day, I make up a different story about her, who she is seeing and why… a maid, a governess, a paramour?  My imagination runs wild.  
Today she’s late.  She fidgets… shows off her beautiful ass!  I’m riveted.  She sits on the stoop… pulls her knees up… quite a show!   The men at the next table comment in Spanish – words I don’t know but they aren’t kind. 
She finally strolls over the cafe.  The owner hands her a steaming cup.  She plunks down in the chair opposite me.  
“Tourista?” She asks.  Ugh.  
“Si,” I nod and wink, feeling bold.  
“Hilton?” she fishes for my lodging.  I shake my head, pointing West, naming a small bed & breakfast place near the beach about 10 blocks away.  She smiles.  I am enchanted. 
She points up the hill in the other direction.  “Mi casa,” she whispers.  She rises and takes my hand.