A Story in 50 Words: Undressing

I carefully took off the coat she was wearing to reveal her smooth, curvy body; but despite my best effort, my nail dug into her. A strong smell filled the room bringing tears to my eyes.

It was pathetic to snivel like that, but I couldn’t stop.

I hate onions.

17 thoughts on “A Story in 50 Words: Undressing

  1. Dear Mr. Stalker,

    Good that you hate me, for the feeling is mutual. And if you will, I’d like my dress back on now, thank you very much.

    Miss Onion.

    P.S: This gave me (me-me, not Onion me) the giggles! Thanks for sharing.

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