Greetings from my new literary outpost – The Masculine Pen! And my first official writing post is my contribution to Friday Fictioneers ! As always, thanks Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for your leadership!
Here is my contribution to this week’s Friday Fictioneers! Enjoy and feedback is welcomed!
As the sand hissed beneath his feet, John Jamerson slid silently into a crouching position and with a stealthy coiling and uncoiling of his neck and body looked around. Encased in sweat inducing body armor, Jamerson further crab-walked into the morass of trees seeking new targets of opportunity.
Movement in his left peripheral field of vision caught his attention. Taking careful aim he fingered the trigger, ready to shoot.
The pain in his butt caught him up short. “OW!” Feeling the fluid, he saw blue paint. “Wha…?”
“Sorry daddy, you lose.” She said and with airborne pink shoes and ponytail she lunged laughing into his arms.