I read the card.
“How many bones in the human body?”
“206,” she replied, grinning.
“That’s not always true,” I retorted, smugly.
She looked disappointed; vexed.
“The human body has 270 bones at birth some of which fuse together until there are only 206,” I added.
She grabbed my card.
“What a cheat! It says ‘… in the adult human body’”
Reluctantly, I took my socks off.
She took the next card.
“Around what age does the bone mass reach its maximum density?”
I suddenly felt a little vulnerable, in just my boxers.
She jumped up and down forgetting that she was only wearing a bra and her pretty, frilly panties.
“30!” She shouted. “30!”
“Off with your undies, Mr Jones!!”
My face was hot and flushed.
Perhaps it wasn’t such a good idea to play a game of strip anatomy with an aspiring pathologist.
I could tell from the look on her face, however, that the game was far from over.
This is my entry to this weeks Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers. Thanks once again to Priceless Joy for organising this weekly challenge.