a 100 word flasher by Julius
copyright March 2006
Gloria supposed they felt right, despite being so cold.
Certainly, Bill seemed to think so whenever he took a fresh one from the fridge.
She'd see him weighing it, letting it flip-flop in his hands, a dreamy look in his eye.
Likely, soon after, he'd grab her from behind and heft her tits.
She'd lift her skirt, bend over the sink and let his cock skewer her eager, pantyless pussy.
Then she'd bless whoever'd thought of packaging their one-percent in floppity plastic bags.
No matter how busy he was fucking her, he’d keep boob-jiggling; comparing no doubt.
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[Footnote: Two kind souls read this over for me, before submission and it seems that much of the 3rd world outside Canada doesn't have milk sold in sealed plastic bags and may not also realise that 1% refers to fat content. Oh hell, now I know how aliens in their spaceship must feel as they circle the earth wondering if the beings below will comprehend.]
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