She sat down on all fours on the bed, in the dim light of the motel room. He got closer from behind, pinched her nipples dangling like lamp tassels, and tried to nudge his penis between her legs, but he couldn't. Maybe it was because of her stage name, which his drinking buddies made fun of too when he picked her up in the bar: be careful bro, she might get you killed, hahaha. So he slipped his hand between her legs, for leverage, and then, finally, he felt the erect penis, it wasn't his though.
(Translated by Cristina-Bianca Ion / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year II / Corrected by Silvia Petrescu, coordinator of the translations)Real Fiction is a collective project started in 2013 by Florin Piersic Jr. The concept of Real Fiction continued to exist as a Facebook group, after a volume of stories was published at Humanitas Publishing House. (In March 2023, the group has 10,790 members.) The authors write ultra-short stories, with the texts limited to 500 characters (in Romanian, so the length of the English translation might be a little different) - a flash-fiction exercise on a topic that changes every few days. The group's coordinators are Florin Piersic Jr., Gabriel Molnar, Răzvan Penescu, Luchian Abel, and Vlad Mușat. (Drawing by Adrian T. Roman)
Versiunea în română a acestui text se poate citi aici, în rubrica Ficțiuni Reale. 
