Something Gained, Something Lost
Jan 7th, 2019 by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
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She took a long drag on her cigarette before crushing it out in the ashtray. Then she opened the drawer to her bedside locker and said: Okay, young man, the world’s your oyster. Take your pick.
Apart from the shelves of the drugstore, I’d never seen so many condoms.
If it’s all the same with you, I said, I’ll choose the red one. I like red.
She smiled again and said: Suit yourself, Baby.
I briefly wondered whether I should ask her to marry me. I didn’t.
Barely five minutes after that, I left with no money and no virginity.
From Guest Contributor Henry Bladon