Piles 157

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Flash Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic
CHILDHOOD.FAMILY. WEIRD. HUMOUR.FLASH FICTION. FROM THE COLLECTION. " BORN UNDER THE INFLUENCE OF SHADOWS " NO 157

Submitted: July 29, 2019

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Submitted: July 29, 2019

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Piles

 

  The Hill Tribe female members continue to have 

sex on the on the cold concrete of the railway station's

platform.

  " I don't know how they can? Not on the cold concrete.

No I don't know how they can. My mother always told me

you caught piles from sitting on the concrete. I don't 

know how they can, it doesn't seem to worry them, 

the thought of catching piles. " A woman commuter 

says, she's very talkative. Too talkative for the other

women commuters alonside of her.

  One puts her finger to her mouth to quieten her, 

as the Female Hill Tribe members stare angrily at

them from the concrete platform.The women try to

stare the other way, but it's no good, they end up

trying to peep, and the Females laugh and point

at them as they take it in turns to open their legs,

and bury their mouths in eachother's genital area.


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