Oh, Shit.

[Stacia Priscilla Ho]

Yum: Lemon-yellow thongs, torn. He licked her long neck with love and lust. At least it's legal - no lips locked - doesn't count as cheating. Though he's hoping that he'll get lucky tonight, no doubt without a price. "I'm home," wife returns, stares; all hells break loose while the screen requests you to register a membership that comes with a monthly fee, 'cause you said 'Yes' when asked, you want some more? Log off.

 

 

 

Stacia Priscillla Ho (http://staciapriscilla.wordpress.com) is talking about Internet porn. The writing above came out of the writing prompt Creative Copy Challenge #178.

[Stacia Priscilla Ho]

@Gita: LOL

@Grey: Connection contents human needs by nature. Hemingway's my man for punchy lines. Thanks for the comment.

@Bill: And what would that be?

[Gita]

This is why everyone should put up  a gate  between the spousal parking  spot and the front door, and on that gate should be  jingling bells.  It's only fair.

[Angela]

I absolutely love this topic.  People will connect with one another in any way possible using any means available, and it fascinates me that they can have such imagination and such power to justify their actions.  You were succinct, and I think that added strength to your piece.

[Bill Floyd]

I like the headlong pacing at work in this piece.  Reminds me of something...