Thanks to Dawn M. Miller for the wonderful photo, what a lovely spot. I’ve got a feeling the story isn’t going to be so tranquil!
Thanks to Rochelle for sorting this out, week after week, this one I feel is going to be particularly awful; I had a shameful thought on the way to Malvern which I hope will translate!!
Previously practicing autofellatio officianado, Little Boy Blue, found his shepherding contract terminated after being caught in a compromising position on a haystack by Bo-Peep.
She was shocked and thrilled in equal measures as his horn blowing was legendary and came highly recommended, perfect to shepherd her wayward flock; but she was beginning to think she had the wrong end of the crook.
Packing his bags and dusting off his horn, he set off, determined to forge himself a new career in the sex industry, following the railway towards Rhyl, which was, after all, like his mind;
One track and Dirty.
There we are Friday Fictioneering Fellows, its 100 words of pure unadulterated filth, or not, depending on which way you wish to interpret it. Actually thats a lie, it is filth, sorry for any offence caused. Hope you enjoy it!!