His rhythmic grunting was punctuated every once in a while by the creaking of the car’s seats. The stench of his sweat filled my senses till I couldn’t even pretend to enjoy it. Something caught my eye – a glowing signboard that said “service” – and I couldn’t stop laughing at the irony of it all.
My first submission for Sonya’s Three Line Tales. Hope you like it!
The Grateful Dead 
Ha ha.. That was a funny one.. Nice read.. 🙂
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Thank you 🙂
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That’s good – really good 🙂
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Thank you 🙂 I try to explore my limits and push them 🙂
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It works.
A lot of people write about sex for sex’s sake, and that’s boring, but you’ve got an angle – something to say.
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When I read the books, sex is something so different. Just like love. But in reality I’ve found that I can’t have that mills and boons experience. It is just two people trying to connect.
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I don’t see sex as a part of love – just as a thing two people do if they feel like it. Love, on the other hand, is divine and selfless.
I loved – truly loved – only one man. Our relationship was non-sexual. Then it was ruined by sex. It’s what gave me the strength to walk away from him forever – the next day. I’d always known I should – that he’d be better off without me.
Yes, I know I’m peculiar.
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