2016/10/27

A walk in the park

They went for a walk in the park, as on every clement evening.

Many similarly inclined regulars smiled or nodded in passing, accustomed to seeing them. There were strangers, too: some stared, some looked fixedly away, some were oblivious.

She lagged behind a bit. He held firmly to one end of her leash, which drew taut, immediately quickening her pace. The other end was hidden beneath her skirt.

— Frenulum