MLMM Photo Challenge — The Nurse

When I first met her she told me that she was a nurse. Well, that’s what I thought she said, anyway.

But it turned out that what she said was that she likes to nurse.

And what she meant by “likes to nurse” was that she liked it when I would put my mouth upon her breast and suckled on her nipple while she called me her little baby boy.

Sure, it was a bit bizarre in perhaps a fetish-like way, but truth be told, I didn’t mind at all.

In fact, I rather enjoyed it.

Although I did find it somewhat annoying when she would try to burp me afterwards.


Written for the Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Photo Challenge. Image credit: Lovers by Harry Hollard, 1982.

Sunday Writing Prompt — The Fists Began to Fly

“The problem is that his strategy all along was to do a snow job on the voters and now that he’s out of office, the snow he’s piled on will melt, and all the nut-brown mounds of shit he’s leaving behind will become visible,” Mick said.

“You’re wrong, Mick,” Jason said. “I’ve done a definitive analysis, and my concern lies in the blatant disregard of our government to address the critical needs of the citizens it’s supposed to serve.”

Mick got a smirk on his face. “Your conclusion, my friend,” he said, “is highly subjective. The blame lies in the president’s disregard for the rule of law and in the GOP’s failure check his abuse of power and to dissent to his outrageously corrupt acts.”

The tension in the room between the two friends was high. “It’s clear to me that our two minds are at loggerheads,” Jason said, “because of your ignorance.”

“And it’s clear to me,” Mick responded, “that you’re an asshole.”

That’s when the fists began to fly.


Written for the Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Sunday Writing Prompt about the phrase “two minds at loggerheads.” Also for these daily prompts: Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (strategy), Word of the Day Challenge (snow/smirk), Ragtag Daily Prompt (nut-brown/dissent), The Daily Spur (analysis/subjective), Your Daily Word Prompt (concern/blatant), MMA Storytime (government/tension), and Linda G. Hill’s Just Jot it January prompt (check).

Weekend Writing Prompt — Tenacious

Tina was an investigative reporter for the local newspaper. Her job was to ask probing questions and to get answers from local officials in her dogged pursuit of corruption.

Together with her assigned photographer, she would conduct interviews with council members and was known to occasionally tear one apart with her relentless questioning.

It wasn’t log before Tina’s reputation for rooting out corruption in her home town earned her the nickname, “Tenacious Tina.”

(73 words)


Written for Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt, where the word is “tenacious” in exactly 73 words.Also for the Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Opposing Forces Saturday Mix, where the words are “answer/question” and “together/apart.”

Tale Weaver — So Tired

Yes, I’m tired. And yes, I’m run down. But it’s not because I’m old. It’s because I have lived through the madness of Donald Trump as president over the past four years. I have had to deal with the time leading up to the election in November, the election itself, the nearly two months of craziness after the election where Trump refused to accept his loss, and the absolute insanity of the past week.

And now I’m tired and I’m run down because of the threat of even more violence by the rabid Trump MAGA thugs who staged an insurrection of the U.S. Capitol building a week ago yesterday and who are threatening to lay siege once again when Joe Biden gets inaugurated this coming Wednesday.

And not only are these Trump-inspired MAGA-maniacs threatening our nation’s capital, they are threatening violence in the capitals and major cities across all fifty states. And I’m so tired of this shit.

Wouldn’t it be nice if all of this will come to an end once Donald Trump is out of office. But will it end? I truly believe that as long as Donald Trump continues to live and breathe, it will not end.

I’m just so damn tired.


Written for the Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Tale Weaver prompt.

Femme Fatale

“Listen, Sam, I’m not the type of guy who likes to interfere with another guy’s love life, my friend,” Evan said, “but that lady of yours has you all twisted up in knots.”

“I know, dude, I know,” Sam said. “Ever since I became her boyfriend, I feel like she’s turned me into a total basket case.”

“You knew, Sam, that she had a reputation for chewing up guys and spitting them out,” Evan said.

“Yeah, but I thought I could be the exception. Now I see that I’m just one more casualty.”

“Well, buddy,” Evan said, “all you need is a little willpower. You need to step away and resist her charms if you don’t want to end up twisting in the wind.”

“You’re absolutely right, Evan,” Sam said. “I’m writing that bitch off. I refuse to be just another face in the mob of guys she’s destroyed.”

Sam paused when his phone vibrated. He pulled it out of his pocket, looked at it, looked up at Evan, and said, “It’s her. She texted me and says she wants me to come over to her place right away.”

As Sam stood up, Evan grabbed his arm and reminded Sam of his need to exercise willpower. Sam looked at his best friend and said, “I can’t help myself, dude. She’s my femme fatale.”


Written for these prompts: Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (interfere), Linda G. Hill’s Just Jot It January (twisted), The Daily Spur (boyfriend), Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Tale Weaver (basket case), Your Daily Word Prompt (exception), MMA Storytime (willpower), and Ragtag Daily Prompt (mob). Image credit: Balak01 at DeviantArt.