Your challenge for this Friday, 5-25-12, is to use the picture above to write a flash fiction of 100-135 words. I would also like you to please use this phrase in your submission:
"...the scent of [noun]..."
My father held out his keys to his baby, a shiny black 1953 Cadillac Fleetwood. Billy swallowed hard.
“Bring it back like you took it,” Dad said, slapping Billy on the back.
The dance was a bust and Billy drove to the overlook at the gorge. He took off his blue tux jacket and laid it on the leather back seat. I sat down and rested my head on his shoulder. The smell of leather and my corsage was intoxicating.
He laid me down and I pulled off my panties. He fucked me on the leather seat and the sound of the springs mingled with our grunts and moans.
“It was a great ride,” Billy said as he handed Dad the keys. “Can’t wait to take it out again.”