I've edited this one a bit and it is now a 100 word drabble. Warning, this brief story contains some suggestive content...I would give it a rating of T.
#11 Red
She was wearing a red dress that Valentine's Day. It was short and clingy and it drove her husband crazy, but then she had read somewhere that the color red did that to people. They had dinner in a busy city so as not to be recognized by anyone and have their true relationship revealed. Then it was back to the castle, back to their rooms where there was red wine and dozens of red roses everywhere she looked. Then the red dress was gone, lost in the folds of the smooth sheets and then, then there was only skin.