End of the Rainbow

"A little Microfiction for St. Patrick’s Day."

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I never believed in superstitious until now.

As I drove down the lonely desolate highway, a brilliant rainbow in the distance caught my eye.

I expected the rainbow to move away as I approached, but it remained stationary.

I saw an object at the bottom of the rainbow in a field full of shamrocks.

I parked and exited my car. As I walked out into the field a saw that the object was a beautiful naked woman.

“You can fuck me, or have my gold.”

I pulled out my cock and blew my load before grabbing the gold and running.

Published 2 years ago

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