“He was the stuff schoolgirl dreams were made of. Unfortunately, she was no longer a schoolgirl.” She had become a woman of the world, a High School graduate studying Nursing at the local Community College and now she was only interested in real men. Tom lived down the street from Lauren and one time they played strip poker in the woods next to the school with the rest of the kids on the block. Lauren was 13 at the time and her breasts has just started budding, so this was a big deal for her, but kids get tired of playing spin the bottle and this was the next step in juvenile sexual discovery. The game ended before anything happened, as Mr. Jones approached the kids when he was walking his dog and they all scattered.
Tom was still in High School, he was a Senior but he had no plans for College and he was going nowhere with his life. Lauren wanted to marry a doctor, or someone else that was successful and she despised the way Tom would whistle at her everytime he saw her. She wondered why boys have to be so immature and act like such jerks. The persistent sound of his rude whistling was maddening to her and it annoyed Lauren to no end. She knew that she had to put a stop to his absolutely unacceptable wolf whistling and catcalling, so she developed a plan. She told Tom to meet her in the …
I hate it when I run out of words and that is why I hardly ever enter writing challenges with word limits, anyway this was written for Deb Whittam’s 50 Word Thursday #9, where she gives you a photo and phrase prompt and your story needs to be written in multiples of 50 words with a maximum of 250 words.