The flinch when ice-cold seat belt meets shoulder blade is quickly dismissed as his mouth finds hers. He tastes of Mountain Dew and Twizzlers and Polo and so much more than flavor of the month.
Muffled comments seep through vents. A random shout of “get a room” temporarily halts their exploration. Discovery resumes with grins and laughter, buttons and zippers. Roommates and secrecy means the darkest spot in the library parking lot and the backseat of a 1984 Oldsmobile must do.
Beads of sweat move along windows and skin. Groans escape from used springs and lips. Overloaded backpacks now ride shotgun with discarded t-shirts and jeans.
Wanting finally, blessedly, collides with taking.
Velour and metal absorb the impact far better than their world ever will.
This week, I want you to take me there. Where is up to you: Someplace real? Imaginary? From your past? In your future? It can be fiction or creative non-fiction. But make your descriptions so rich that I can’t help but feel like I’m right there.
Close your eyes, paint the picture in your mind, and then use your words to paint it for me.
You have 200 words.
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