Beatrice lay naked on the bed thinking of her lover. ‘Ouch!’ she cried. Something bit her thigh. She inspected the bedsheets. A tiny spider. She wanted to crush it, but it was so peculiar that she put it on her belly. It crawled round and round her navel, tickling her. This week I am super … Continue reading A 50-Word Story a Day Keeps the Boredom Away #55