“I want to eat you,” he says, then serves me fresh pineapples from his hand.
I part my lips, and legs, stick out my tongue, invite him for a taste.
“Patience,” he whispers, and plants a kiss, his mouth firm and moist. “All good things to those who wait.”
He invites me to his home. “Long drive ahead.”
I remember his profile said, “In a galaxy far, far away.” We connected for our mutual love of Star Wars.
When I feel the car lift off the ground, I grab the door handle.
“Relax,” he purrs. “You will be a treat.”
Isn’t it obvious? This story was inspired by the fan-favorite, “To Serve Man.” And it’s our first 100-word story! I knew I would get there eventually. But I’m not tired. We still have seven more hours to go!