“Hey you, what are you doing in that field in your underwear?” the woman yelled at the young man.
“I’m foraging for mushrooms, lady,” he answered, as if doing so in one’s boxers was not at all unusual. “It’s hot and I love the feel of the breeze on my, um, privates. It gives me a sense of freedom. At least I’m not naked.”
A hungry look graced the woman’s face. “Drop those boxers and I might just give you a hand.”
Written for Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt, where the word is “forage.”Also for the Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Sunday Writing Prompt, where the word is “Freedom.” Also for these daily prompts: Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (underwear) and The Daily Spur (love).