Next time someone says, “I’ll have your head on a platter!” it might be worthwhile taking it a little more seriously than a pinch of salt.
Look what happened to me.
I saw something I wasn’t supposed too.
I didn’t know she was the daughter of a highly protective father.
I defy any man to look away when that bounty of flesh is laid before him.
Given the chance I could have rivaled King Solomon’s pomegranates.
Pomegranates, bah? Was that the best he could do?
Now here I am. Eyes permanently staring wide open at all I cannot have.
Ah, but it was worth it.
Rochelle’s Friday Fictioneers is up again for another week. I challenge you to have a go. Just click on the photo at the top of the post and follow the instructions.
Please pop over to some of the other entries this week.
Craig Towsley – The Keeper
VB’s Reverbs – The God of Reason Scowls
The Equiatic Bind – The Riddle of the Doorway