A Too Sweet Boyfriend

“My boyfriend is too sweet,” she said, opening a bottle of wine on the dark porch. Everyone else was sleeping, but in the heat of the night I found myself sitting on the couch wide awake and unhappy. I smiled and nodded when she handed me a glass too, but there wasn’t...

Are You In Trouble?

The sheets were terrible and there was no open window with a breeze flowing in. There was a half empty bottle of beer next to the bed full of cigarette butts and in the other room, someone was listening to Dolly Parton too loudly. The walls were covered in posters,...

A Dirty or Slutty Thing

“It’s not that I even like come all that much, it’s just a dirty thing. Or a slutty thing. You know what I mean.” We all listened carefully, although to be fair I doubt any of us really needed an explanation. It was a simple enough invitation and we had already...