How Wrong Can Research Go?
I was hanging upside down by my ankles,
caught in a rookie trap, while three hunters dueled over me.
I explained when the winner cut me loose,
"I'm not here for sex submission.
I'm a writer researching virtual roleplay."
He nodded and smiled. A leash snapped out,
coiled around my neck.
"No Anglais," he said.
Okay, this wasn't fiction, but it happened in virtual reality, which is sort of fictional, right? I'd tell you what happened next, but I don't want to break any more rules and I'm at the word limit. ;)
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