Every week we post six lines from a work of ours, a work-in-progress or a work of someone else’s that has at least one LGBT character, posted on the Rainbow Snippets page, here: https://www.facebook.com/groups/RainbowSnippets/?multi_permalinks=7628356517234344&notif_id=1657916741797883&notif_t=group_activity&ref=notif I wrote this one from a flash fiction picture prompt a few years ago which I’ve posted above https://authorjeffbaker.com/2017/09/11/tubbing-for-monday-flash-fics-sept-11-2017/and have been thinking about turning it into something longer or at least doing a flash sequel. It’s the 23^rd Century where punishments for crimes include “involuntary servitude” (the polite term for it.) 28-year-old burglar Chris Garcia has been enslaved and is now property of a place that rents people out. In this snippet, Chris has been rented by a man who wants to be scrubbed in the tub, at least it starts off as strictly business. Here’s a few snippets from “The Man in the Tub.”

“Yessir!” Chris said, lathering up the washrag. He had to admit, this was a lot better than what most of the guys who rented him put him through, Washing a guy’s back and ears probably ranked only as a three on the demeaning servitude scale. Forced sex with somebody who didn’t wash was probably down around ten. At least this guy bathed.

“So, how long have you been in this, anyway?” the man in the tub asked.

Here’s snippet two.

“That’s got to suck,” the man said. “Hey, wash my butt crack while you’re at it, okay?”

“Yessir,” Chris said as the man in the tub leaned forward. Chris realized the guy had no sense of irony as he rinsed and lathered the washrag again.

“So, what are your plans for the future?” the man in the tub asked as Chris scrubbed.

Chris hadn’t thought of himself as having anything like a future.

Can’t just leave it there. Here’s a little more…

“I mean, let’s face it, this isn’t how I wanted to spend the rest of my life.”

“Scrubbing complete strangers, you mean?” the man asked.

“Yeah,” Chris said.

As the conversation went on as Chris kept scrubbing, he realized it had been a long time since he’d really talked to somebody like this without fear of consequences. Then the man in the tub reached up and kissed Chris.

“And don’t forget to wash between my toes,” the man said.

Well, that’s it for this week! Until next time, stay clean!