He’d noticed this strange girl some time ago. She would always come alone, buy a pair of white lace stockings, then leave. And she’d always wear a long black robe that never quite matched her purchases. She was strange and compelling.
He’d tie himself in knots trying to guess what she did. Was she a pole dancer? A prostitute? A fetishist? A Mother Theresa wannabe who enjoyed gifting orphans with stockings full of rock candy? She’d glide in and out, brandishing scythe and silence with aloof aplomb.
He closed the shop and followed her. No one ever saw him again.
by TETIANA ALEKSINA & TONY SINGLE
© All rights reserved 2018
unbolt me 
I think he is somewhere in those stockings 🤔😂
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Oh my! How… unseemly! 😛
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hahahahahaha!!!! you never know right?
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Ewwww. WOW! Alrighty then! 😮! That was cool. Cheers! 🙂
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Hee hee! Thank you! 😛
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a book in a page
there’s just enough time left to read
at my age
the both of you are gifted
I hope it takes your lives
and lifts it!
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Thank you, Rolf. We hope so too, and we really appreciate your support! 😀
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i would love to read more 100 word stories by you
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We will definitely be doing more, so please do feel free to visit again! 😀
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that was incredible. i love this style of writing, it was short but so great. especially the end, i do enjoy a great end 💕
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And endings are so hard to do well, so we’re glad it worked out!
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Glad you liked “Beatnik Potters”. Thanks for reading my blog.
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You’re very welcome!
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