A Commie Joins an Erotica Writing Group

Write about fulfilling a fantasy

My friend is attending an erotica class because he has a sex scene in a book he’s writing and I tagged along. It’s a zoom class and we get five minute writing prompts. This one was “Write about someone fulfilling a fantasy”.

The solemn murmuring frittered to a halt. The newly furnished government buildings of the Socialist Republic of Comradia bathed in a warm, post-revolutionary glow. red flags dangled off ceilings, lapels and smiles.

“What now Commandant?”

“Wait, comrade”

“For what, Commandant?”

“Red Cross Parcels”

a cold silence pierced the room.

“The UN have imposed sanctions.”