Happy New Year to all Friday Fictioneers. Hope it’s a good one!
This Year, Next Year…
(Genre: Humour, I hope) 😦
Jackie had procrastinated for ever; and now it must be done, before it was too late.
The building was well away from the fireworks display, though the noise of the revellers rang clearly across the frosty night air. Entrance was quickly and quietly gained, and the door locked.
Silk slid silently across skin, feverish fingers fumbled.
Finally, the moment had arrived and it felt so right.
And then…the lock on the door jammed.
Jackie flopped despondently onto the toilet seat and sighed, listening to the crowds counting down to 2013.
He wouldn’t be coming out this year either, he realised.