Friday, 13 January 2017
Flash Fiction Friday: The perfect model
The perfect model
As yet another model stood before, naked, I inhaled deeply on my cigarette and sighed. As beautiful as all the women I'd seen throughout the day were there was nothing with any of them to make them stand out, nothing any advertising agency hadn't used a thousand times. I was about to call it a day when the door to the studio burst open, and the most beautiful woman I'd ever seen entered the room.
As I looked her up and down I smiled. No agency would have dreamed of this I thought, as my eyes settled on the sight of the most beautiful cock I had ever seen.