Rainbow Escape

A tale inspired by missing socks in the dyer
"See the colors forming?" Shaylina turned sideways, calling out loud enough for the words to drift back to Kerbon. He always stayed behind and held his distance as required. How she hated that rule. Their positions mid-Clothesline, mandated their continuous separation which drove her crazy. She wanted to be close to that hot body and those liquid blue eyes. Ohh, her stomach tied into laundry knots at the thought. He was strong and handsome, and so sexy. Unfortunately, she knew he mostly saw the back view of her. She'd seen her image in the shimmerpool at Web Central and knew the rear was not her best angle.