He had searched high and low to find it, grinning like a fool when he finally found it. The material felt like what he imagined euphoria must feel like, the way it pooled in his hand, yet sparked every nerve in his fingers. He imagined the ways it would dance off her hips the way fire dances in the air. How it would caress her skin as she slipped it on, only for him to tease it back off later.
“Is there something I can help you with, young man?” the seamstress asked him.
Souji had only one question, “Does this come in red?”
And it’s time for another 100 Word Challenge! And just like they did oh so long ago, this one wrote itself in about five seconds once I saw the prompt. And it wants to go a lot father, which you may end up seeing at one point 🙂
I hope you all enjoy.