In a 100 words no more or less, here is my 116th Flasher Fiction Friday. Look to this link to read other great Flasher Fiction posts from great writers. Flasher Fiction Friday
Marisa dressed in a tight velvet dress, and black heels drives to the photo shoot. As she arrives, the skies open up. Sighing she pulls out an umbrella and walks to the photographer.
“What are do we do?” She asks a bit annoyed.
“We’re still doing the shoot. The editor wants the pics today.”
“Is he nuts!? It’s getting really bad!” She growls.
The photographer only shrugs.
Sighing she walks out to the street and lowers her umbrella. The photographer begins to shoot, as Marisa curses under breath.
“The editor will pay dearly. Wait till I get home...his ass is…mine.”