Gino lured Erin away from the group.
Now seated beside her by a bonfire, he made his move.
“I’m Ginormous Gino.”, he grinned, patting his crotch.
“Erinaceous Erin”, she responded.
“That Latin for horny?”, he winked, hand sliding behind her.
Then her spikes bloomed.
A brief struggle.
Then silence.
This exactly 49-word-long post was written in response to Sammi Cox's Weekend Writing Prompt #437 featuring the word “erinaceous”.


You told a lot in 49 words Never heard that word before
ReplyDeleteYou pulled off a really good one for that prompt!
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