Flash Fiction: Hidden Toys

A knowing smile

Step. Step. Pause. Shiver. Step. Step.

Ever passed someone on the street and seen them smile strangely to themselves? A slight flush of the cheeks. A little gasp. Probably the cold. A happy memory. Probably.

Do ignore the hummm.

You definitely didn’t hear a click as it intensified.

It’s just your imagination.

Probably.

Step. Step. Step.

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Originally on Twitter for #Kinktober2020

Published by Ms Quin

Author of Twisted; Honest reflections of a kinky witch.

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