Danny knew he had to hide the DVD somewhere. His mother regularly went through his room looking for drugs; no chance stashing it there. The  pantry shelves – brilliant; epic hiding space.

Ever since she fell off the stepstool and shattered her wrist, she NEVER wanted anything off the top! Just the thought made her arm ache.

Danny reached up and pulled down a box of old cereal. Danny kissed the cover of his first soft porn DVD saying “Later my lingerie-clad lovelies.”

But it wouldn’t fit in the box – kept getting caught on something. “Gross,” he thought, moving stale cereal around.

Out popped two DVDs with busty women on the covers. “Dad???” he thought, so surprised, he fell off the stepstool. {132}


Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers #84