Tanya was made of candy and she came in a pink wrapper. But no one could get the wrapper off. It was worse than those vacuum-packed clear plastics that never seemed to tear no matter what you did. If only the wrapper had been clear, the guys would have minded less. They tugged and tore and bent it back and forth in hopes of creasing it, but it held steadfast. As the boys busied themselves with their nervewracking task Tanya merely grinned. She flipped her cotton candy hair and flashed her lemon drop eyes, making them want the sweet sugar taffy she was made of even more. It always ended in frustration for the guys. They'd strain their wrists trying, go away, and before the night was over, strain them even more, though they'd never admit how. The secret of removing the wrapper was so simple, no guy had ever thought of it. You just had to ask Tanya, and she'd remove it herself.

Story #140

Note from Indeterminacy: Thanks to Jess @ loves to go retro for her kind permission to use the photo!