(Source image: "Framed" by Marcus J Ranum ) The instructor adjusted the frame, then stepped back, satisfied. There, he said. Thirty minutes. Lyla settled back on her heels. Now that the time was actually here, she searched for a hint of her earlier panic, but it was nowhere to be found. Serene as a Hindu cow, she sat there, an object before their gazes. The pose she'd chosen allowed her to glance around without disturbing her arrangement. She saw marked admiration in every glance, and caught some of that excitement herself. Her breasts drew tight and her nipples stood tall. Between her thighs, the insistent pulse mounted high. I love art class, she thought. (Click for details on FFF!) Your challenge for today was to use the picture above and write a flash fiction of 80-112 words . Additionally, I asked that you include the emotion of "calm" somewhere in the piece. Nobody's checking word counts, but you're only cheating yourself if you break the rules. U...

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Everyone has (or had, at some point) neighbor wars. My neighbors, while Ive never actually MET them, are on my last nerve. In my complex they have valet trash. 3 days a week we can take our trash down to the landings at the foot of the stairs and the maintenance guys will pick it up in the morning and take it to the dumpster. I love this, but it does set up a situation where people get lazy. My neighbors are PRIME examples of this. They leave trash outside their door, which is gross, but is made worse by the fact that our community is nestled away in the midst of a greenbelt. On MORE than one occasion, Ive walked out of my apartment to see assorted wildlife lurking outside of my door. Not a big fan of possums and raccoons. My FIRST idea was to take ketchup and squirt it all over the door knob. But the day I had the ketchup in my hand, I noticed the YELLOW tag on their door. Blue is for electricity, and yellow is for gas. I felt kind of bad for them, since they were 24 hours from getti...