Thursday, August 05, 2010

From The Further Adventures Of Orson Orsen Chandler (100 word post, 13 of 50)

The sun was warm on my back as I floated on the ocean. I wasn’t in a hurry to find what brought me here: trouble would find me, good fortune could wait. I watched the seaweed sway deep in the green water. My body bobbed and swayed in concert. I was entranced until a school of fish darted by, pulling my eyes after, until they came to rest on Green Eyes, who floated vertically before me. She reached behind her back and undid her top, pulled down her bottom, looked directly at me and then swam away. I was intrigued.

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