Fashion – a story in 100 words
She laid her clothes upon the bed, slid into her bikini, sauntered down the hall and headed out the door for the warmth of the sand as she headed for the Pacific.
Jean Paul awoke from his dreams and felt a powerful thirst. He thought of the orange juice in the fridge and sprung to his feet toward the kitchen. Sharon wasn’t around; yet he could smell her fragrance as he looked both ways and drank right from the bottle. He followed the scent drifting from the room he wished to enter and the garments he longed to explore.