CURRENTLY WRITING MY FIRST NOVEL

Temporary/speculative title is:


ALL THE REAL COLORS 


So that means no more short stories for a while unless I write a piece because one of my classes, however I will be posting excerpts from the novel and here is a short short that I typed up from a conversation with a woman who will remain nameless . . .

Hey you, yeah you

Hey

I have the same tattoo as you

Oh yeah

Yeah

The anchor?

Yeah wanna see it

Sure

She pulls down her pants and the anchor is sitting right below her ass, with a rope flowing in and around it

Oh well that’s fantastic

Yah you like that?

Sure yeah

You want to see everything else?

What . . . . ooooh

I like you, how old are you?

Connor comes in from wherever he was, and shouts OLD ENOUGH!

Really how old are you?

21

Oh my gaawwd you’re a baby

Oh whatever

No no no it’s fine, I like it

Okay

You want my number?

Sure

Tells me her number and looks up at me with those big blue eyes

Look, hit me up whenever. I just moved here from the east coast and I’m not looking for anything serious I just want to fuck and have some fun 

Oh alright yeah

Text me