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  Posted: July 4, 2020      Views: 87

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SIBHUS 

I have three Siberian Huskies and a house full of books. I have been told that if I don't get rid of some of these books I'll end up on Hoarders, which only encorages me to buy more books.

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"Edelweiss" by sibhus



Phil stepped off the bus and looked up and down the street. Nope, definitely not the street his hotel was on. Before he could get back on the bus, it pulled away. Yes, he was lost and he'd left his cell in the hotel. He didn't even know what city he was in, or even what country, maybe Sweden or Denmark. Who thought up a ten city tour in four weeks in Europe, anyway?

The street was dark and desolate, except for a blue, flashing sign near the end of the block. It read Edelweiss. Phil assumed it was a bar and headed toward it, hoping to get some directions. As he approached the door he heard the heavy bass thump of music. The door's small windowpane looked like it was vibrating.

Pushing the door open, Phil felt like he was being gnawed on by the cacophony of sound and light. The fillings in his teeth felt like they were rattling. The room was filled with people dressed, or semi-dressed in leather and chains, sporting tattoos, body piercings, and spiked mohawks. They were gyrating to what sounded like German Heavy Metal. Their slick bodies glistened in the flashing strobe light.

Phil decided that the best thing to do was to find the bar and the bartender, get some directions, and get the fuck out. He headed for the back, weaving through the oscillating bodies, trying to avoid the bare breasts and flailing penises. The band's lead singer started screaming something guttural, and the crowd stopped dancing to yell back. Seeing his chance, Phil darted across the floor into a second room.

Another crowd stood watching a pair of naked women performing AC/DC's Thunderstruck on cellos. They were quite impressive, and the music wasn't bad, either. As Phil lingered, a youth in ass-less chaps gave him a wink. Phil quickly moved on. He passed a booth where a blonde- haired woman, wearing a black, sleeveless, cocktail dress sat sipping a martini. She daintily held the stem of the glass with a prosthetic hook. A sign on the table read, in six languages, read, "Hand Jobs 10 Euros. Phil shuddered and moved on.

At last he spotted the bar. A large man with a big, black beard, top knot, and wearing an Armani suit, was sitting at the bar, drinking something blue. As Phil walked up, the man said, "You look lost."

"Oh yeah, you don't know how lost," Phil replied.

The man leaned in closer and the suit jacket popped open, revealing an ample pair of tits. "How'd you like to get really lost?" the man/woman said with a wicked smile.

Lost - Flash Fiction writing prompt entry

Writing Prompt
Write a flash fiction story under 500 words about being lost

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Thanks to Spitfire for the inspirations for this bit of nonsense, after our discussion about former dubious Fanmembers. Thanks cleo85 for the use of your excellent picture.
Pays one point and 2 member cents. Artwork by cleo85 at FanArtReview.com

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