A Story of One Hundred Words

Recently my writing professor challenged the class to a flash fiction writing assignment of exactly one-hundred words.

In brief, flash fiction is a short form of storytelling. Defining it by the number of words or sentences or even pages required to tell a story, however, is impossible, for it differs from writer to writer, editor to editor. Some purists insist that it is a complete story told in less than 75 words; others claim 100 should be the maximum. For less-rigid flashers, anything under 1,000 words can be considered flash-worthy. And there are even a few who stretch their limits to 1,500 words.

Not only is the definition of flash fiction unstable, but the name is as well. Pamelyn Casto recounts its various titles in her article Flashes on the Meridian: Dazzled by Flash Fiction:

Other names for it include short-short stories, sudden, postcard, minute, furious, fast, quick, skinny, and micro fiction. In France such works are called nouvelles. In China this type of writing has several interesting names: little short story, pocket-size story, minute-long story, palm-sized story, and my personal favorite, the smoke-long story (just long enough to read while smoking a cigarette). What's in a name? That which we call flash fiction, by any other name would read as bright.

To up the ante, my professor insisted we use the following specific words in our very short story:
beard, orange, hollow, fences. This is the result of my efforts:

I dreamt this salt-kissed fantasy of pressing my nose to that empty hollow between your collar bones, and inhaling the orange and bergamot of your beard oil as my fingers trailed over your skin like I was mapping out a hidden treasure.

It was midnight. That way, I didn’t freckle as we kissed. It wasn’t an exotic swath of sand where the scent of coconuts has its place. It was our beach – temperamental, sometimes fog shrouded, windy, and taciturn – a moody bitch. And yet... beautiful, for her elusiveness. Wild and somehow untamed, despite the careful signage and fences and rules.

What about you? What sort of story would you tell if you only had one-hundred words to convey it?