a 100 word flasher
by Julius
copyright 2002
Reincarnation happens!
He remembers those long ago words: "I'd like to come back as a girl's bicycle saddle."
Now he is one. Today is their first ride. Her skirt betwixt him and her until the traffic light. Then a flicked hem brings them together. Her squirming weight is on him, the soft slip-slide of her thighs. Her warmth, she is so softly, silky warm!
At the next light she straddles him, both feet down, her dampening panties brushing him as she rolls the bike, backwards and forwards, moistening his vinyl, enjoying him.
At seventy-five there are worse fates!
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