Flash Fiction Friday - No Artist

Hello again. Gosh these weeks are flying by.  Can you believe it is Friday already?  I have another little treat for you this week. As always 100 words to the picture. However, I catastrophically failed this week coming in at 121.  I hope you like it.

This is the picture we were all given and it was taken from Stockvault:

So here is my little bit:

Kat couldn’t draw, but that wasn’t going to stop her. She sat on the floor in her see-through nightgown pretending to look artistic.  She scribbled something over his canvas and then placed it to the side as she seductively bent her leg up and pretended she was trying to get a better perspective on his naked body.

He saw the picture and burst out laughing.

“Oh god you really are shit,” he said between chuckles.

She threw the pencil at him.

“You could at least try to help me.”

He moved over to her and kissed his way up her leg.

“You need to feel the person you’re drawing,” he added for effect, with clear intentions written all over his face.

I hope you like my flash today. Don't forget there are many other authors taking part, so why not stop by their blogs. Trust me it might be the same picture, but the outtake is always diverse.

http://flasherfictionfriday.blogspot.co.uk/

That's all I have for today, so until next week, take care.

J.P. Stevens
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