Ficlets

Why you never bring your purse to a party

“Come on lets go Janeâ€? she said very fast
“Okâ€? I said “I’ll only be a sec.â€? I replied.
I ran up the stairs and was about to open the door when Jake grabbed me and pulled me back.
“Please let’s go?â€? he said, I need a ride home and Katy does not feel well.
I reached again for the door handle.
“ JANE !â€? Katy cried now tears running down her face, “PLEASE!â€?I kicked the door open and gasped when I saw my bag.
My bag was where I left it on the bed. It had been knocked over, but that’s not why I gasped. It was the pink top on the floor that made me peer at the bed.
I gasped because of who knocked over my purse. Even in the dark I could make out the topless Nancy on the bed. Not alone . She was on top of her game Nancy this time. Whoever she was lip locked with was one lucky fella….. I looked closer….
“Noâ€? I whispered
I peered into the darkness and could just see the sparkling green eyes and messy blonde hair….

Of Patrick….

View this story's 2 comments.