Sunday, February 23, 2014

Maybe a Cold Shower Will Help

This week’s prompt words in bold.

Hunched over, hands on knees, a towel over his head, Jerod eyed the bovine audience beyond the east end zone and contemplated his next move. Sprints hadn’t helped. He was too young to buy liquor. He’d never use drugs. But there had to be some way to neutralize the parallax surrounding his girlfriend’s impenetrable virginity.

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