Lean and Mean Challenge- 03/30/20 "Primitive"

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    Lean and Mean Challenge- 03/30/20 "Primitive"


    *Please read this post entirely before submitting a story to the challenge*

    This week’s contest opens as soon as the clock turns to Monday, US Central Standard Time (12:01 a.m.)

    It closes at the very end of the next Sunday, US Central Standard Time (11:59 p.m.)

    This week’s prompt: "Primitive."


    Each week’s winner will receive a $5 Amazon gift voucher, upon providing their email address to Ma'am by (PM) Private Message.

    Prizes are not transferable and can only be awarded in locations that are served by Amazon.

    *** (New) Also, the editors of Flashes of Brilliance may extend an offer of publication to the authors of any stories they especially like.***


    Contests will run weekly for one year, providing there’s enough interest to keep them going.

    Stories can be up to 1,000 words, not including the title. Any that go over that may be disqualified.


    One entry per person.

    In the interests of fairness, this is an anonymous challenge.

    Your entry must be submitted anonymously and therefore should be PMed to me, Ma'am, so that I may post it for you. Please be sure to indicate in your PM on which board you prefer your work posted, PUBLIC or SECURE. I am responsible for linking all entries posted on the secure board to public board.

    ***VERY IMPORTANT*** Kindly make sure your entry is properly formatted and error free before you PM it to me as you will be unable to edit your work once I have posted it. If your work requires a disclaimer, please inform me in your submission PM.


    Do not post comments in this thread

    If you would like to retain your first publication rights remember to request your entry be posted on the dedicated secure challenge board “Lean and Mean' Prize Flash Fiction.” (However, please also be aware that having your story posted in the secure area of the thread may result in non-members not being able to see it or vote for it).

    Likes and comments are not allowed on the contest threads until the challenge has closed. However, comments, chit-chat and general banter IS allowed in the Challenge Café. Please include the appropriate “warnings” with your story title, if appropriate, for language, sex, violence, etc. Erotica, sexually explicit stories (pornography), or fanfic is not allowed.

    Administrator's word in any and all matters is final.


    Plagiarism: All work entered in the challenge must be your own.

    Obscene Material and Gratuitous Violence: Such material is not allowed. What is considered overtly pornographic or otherwise obscene is decided by the staff and is not open to debate. It will be removed immediately. Any description or depiction of child sexual abuse is not only considered obscene, it is a reportable crime in many jurisdictions. Repeat offenders will be permanently banned.

    Strong or explicit language, Mature themes Disclaimers: Infrequent and context-appropriate strong language and mature themes are allowed and a warning must be included with the entry.

    Post Titles: Post titles must be G rated, which means strong language or descriptions of violence or sexual activities are not permitted.Stories must be submitted by 11:59 p.m. US Central Time on the Sunday night that the week’s contest ends. Entries submitted after this time will disqualified.


    As soon as a weekly contest closes to entries, a poll will be posted and voting begins.

    Voting is open to anyone who cares to help us out by voting for their favorite story.

    Voting for your own story is NOT allowed. Doing so will result in disqualification.

    In the event of a tie, a second vote will be held to determine the winner.


    Please refer to the prompt thread for the full list of prompts.
    Last edited by Ma'am; April 6th, 2020 at 06:11 AM.

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    On My Way Home About Midnight (500 words, adult situation warning)

    On my way home from work about twelve-thirty, I leave the bus at Kuhio Ave in Waikiki. It’s still a few blocks to my home. The smell of fast food greets me, borne on a steady sea breeze from the direction of a nearby McDs.

    I turn to visually scan a well-lit hunting scene. The only businesses open that late are that McD’s, bars, and various porno outlets. Disdaining dark doorways, gaudily dressed ladies of the night stand out under harsh halogen streetlights. This is the local stroll, where hunters and prey mingle and negotiate.

    Waikiki by night does, on first look, resemble a primitive urban jungle. Maybe it’s the warm heavy atmosphere or the heat of anticipation briefly broken by a uniformed patrolman sneaking a smoke in a recessed doorway? Safety both for and from the girls is a priority.

    Two policemen per block is policy, patrolling back and forth, back and forth endlessly, occasionally talking to ladies and customers. Maybe inspecting health papers, maybe simply talking to help duty hours drift by.

    Available ladies are a necessity for a convention city, luring in vacationing men. After dark, sin sells better than bibles, tastier than burgers.

    Election years sometimes bring calls for elimination, squashed by business owners. No ladies would mean fewer single male visitors and less taxable income for the state. A natural law of urban jungles.

    Lighting my own Marlboro, I move up against a picture window to let a clot of older men wearing Aloha shirts and white shoes squeeze by, rough, randy, and ready.

    Sampling well-used wares must seem preferable to sitting alone in a hotel room watching a boob tube. The relative warmth of real boobs sure as hell beats electronic substitutes.

    Directly across the street, a small black girl talks to a large white man, him three times her weight. He seems insistent while she shakes her head. I can image what is going through both their heads. He’ll feel safe with such a tiny paramour, much different than a chubby middle-aged wife, while she’ll think of her vulnerability, not to mention his huge weight lying on her chest.

    Finally, as I watch, several things happen, almost simultaneously. A dark hand drifts over to grab his crotch, he bends down to kiss her on the lips, bringing another cop out of nowhere to chastise them both. No touching allowed on the street. In private such is their business and face-kissing costs extra.

    "“A little early tonight, Charlie?” that last cop asks, seeing me. I’ve sometimes shared a table with him at McDs.

    "Yeah, Jim. You ever run April down?” I smile. “Ran out’a work.” A well-known hooker, our friend April has apparently knifed a client.

    He shakes his head and I continue home, where April is waiting.

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    This challenge is now closed.

    Please vote for your favorite here.

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    When the night has come
    And the land is dark
    And the moon is the only light we'll see
    I won't be afraid, no I won't be afraid
    Just as long as you stand by me.


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