This has to be the happiest day of my life, Sergiu thought, feeling what could have been a leather whip caressing his bare buttocks and playfully slapping him from one place to another. You like it, I know, Ana whispered to him. Her Channel scent filled the room, but a new musk essence was wafting through. Ever since he'd suggested a threesome with her friend Dana, and she hadn't refused, even promised the surprise, she'd been ecstatic. She moaned softly, listening through the ear buds for her third breath. I'm David. What she felt next could only be Goliath.
(Translated by Cristina Ioana Bontea / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year I / 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 May 2023, the group has 11,260 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. 
