Super-shrunk stories written for the Headway East London writers’ group Babyshoes. The idea is to compose minimal story signposts for the reader to play with. Titles are prompts agreed by the group
Gangsta was the dinner-party game they played with the people they’d already played Porn Star with. In Porn Star you coupled the name of your first pet with the name of the street you grew up in. The result was your own erotic moniker. Martin’s was Sammy Arkles, Heidi’s was Reddy Begbridge.
The aim of Gangsta was to formulate your rapper name, then explain your formulation to your assembled guests. Tonight Martin had chosen Fishy T as his rapper name and was now in full flow on its origin.
Bev patrolled the nightspot with a whip and six wraps of whiz stuffed down the front of her sweaty black rubber catsuit.
Heidi became nervous the moment Martin said he was trying for a play on the word Fetishy. Martin’s wordplay adventures were often tortured journeys, and in this one Martin was on all fours being dragged by a dog leash around the London fetish club Skin Two by his then girlfriend Bev, who patrolled the nightspot with a whip and six wraps of whiz stuffed down the front of her sweaty black rubber catsuit. As the lurid details mounted, Heidi searched her mind with increasing urgency for reason to start clearing the plates.
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