Today’s piece is about something I’ve never written before, namely misleading percepti… oh, who am I trying to kid?
Things not being what they seem is pretty much a staple of the genre. Here’s another humble, somewhat funny variation on it all. Enjoy.
“No more…” Albert mumbled.
“I thought you loved licking my boots!” Sheila remarked.
“I do, but not all of them in one sitting.”
“You’re not sitting, you’re kneeling,” she grinned.
“May I stop, please?”
“Not yet. Continue.”
He sighed, eyes glazed, tongue helplessly enslaved.
Fifty pairs danced in his mind…
… but she only wore flats.