This week’s image is by Eden Hills.
For the theme, check out Teresa’s post here:
The beach was deserted, and the properties that bordered it mainly in darkness, or at least had their curtains drawn.
Bright lights drew my attention like a moth to a flame, and I couldn’t look away.
In truth I didn’t know whether to laugh or die with embarrassment.
She lay on the bed in a seductive pose, waiting.
By no means an oil painting or natural beauty, her smile was however inviting to her lover, who was preparing himself to fulfil either his or her fantasy.
In full Superman garb, he jumped off the tallboy dresser and covered them both with his cape as the wind carried her cries of ‘Oh Clarke’ and his ‘Lois’.
I stood getting my ankles wet in disbelief.
‘Lois’ was a stranger, but how on earth could I face my boss on Monday morning?