Professinal theif

[100 word story]

I was boasting about my man’s arms when she looked up and said, you know, it’s great, of course, but imagine afternoon heat, the air is blurry and shines like amber, your bones are melting slowly and you stretch out your body and run, and then jump, plunge into the water and close your eyes, feel your eyes hot under the eyelids, feel the heat inside you, your skin bursting with pleasure I would give up all men in the world for a moment like this. And her eyes were young and blue like water on a hot summer afternoon.