Chapter 29: Sexting in the Seventies

Hommage to Lydia Davis and thanks to Molly Pepper Steemson

She, he or it (it was fluid times), they could never remember who started it - nor why -  but once they’d started they couldn’t stop - until they could - when one of them got bored. They weren’t sure which one got bored most first but they liked the memories of what had or hadn’t been - or one of them thought they did.

With thanks to Molly Pepper Steemson author of the excellent 100 word stories on @veryshort whose sharply observed The Right Time reminded me of the brilliant Lydia Davis.

This might turn into something longer but the above came to me this morning while walking the dog in Regent’s Park.