Flash fiction, Micro Monday
I Got Sexted Yesterday
I suffered twice, and I want more.
I received a strange text yesterday. It was from someone called officer T.
“Hello Ma’am,
I’m officer T., in charge of the investigation.
When is a good time to talk?
I need to urgently investigate stuff, and I’m confident you can help.
We received a lead from our contact. She said we’ll find some crucial information in the place called ‘trosor.’ And apparently, you know this place and can guide us there.”
It was weird because I lived in Sweden some years back, and trosor means panties in Swedish. Maybe someone had called their bar with a funny-sounding name like IKEA does with their furniture. The problem is that the weather was too hot for me. I wasn’t willing to help with any investigation, even if it was in my panties.
Officer D. was reading my mind.
“I know it’s hot, Ma’am, but it’s an important matter. We have a lot of pressure from the secretary of state, Mike Oxisbig, to resolve this case. We need to urgently investigate. Please help! We can be there in a few minutes. Just tell us when you’re available.”
If someone as important as Mister Oxisbig was involved, it was surely a matter of national security. I thought I should help, but I was still reluctant to work in such weather conditions. I was about to take a short nap to think about all this when I received another text on my second phone.
“Hello Ma’am,
I think officer T. contacted you regarding the investigation already. My name is officer D. and I’m here to help as well. We can work better as a team. This pantie lead is very important for us. We would be exceedingly grateful if you could help. We know it’s hot, but sometimes, you have to suffer for the greater good.
During our investigation, you could suffer twice in a row with officer T., and then I could take the lead and finish in a bang.”
It was getting interesting, but I still needed to take a nap.
“I’ll have a small nap right now, but come in one hour, and I will help you.”
When I opened my eyes, my husband was standing in front of the bed, naked and holding a magnifying glass.
“Thank you for having us, Ma’am, my name is officer Tongue, and this is officer Dick. We are here for the investigation.”
They were both very professional and conducted a thorough investigation. I suffered twice with officer Tongue, and officer Dick took the lead and ended with a bang — as promised. But they couldn’t find everything they needed this time and will have to come back.
This piece has nothing to do with the current heat wave and my boyfriend’s love for thrillers and crime fiction.
Here’s a story by May More I liked:
