Never a Kiss

Never a Kiss

“We’ve never kissed, have we?” We were sitting in her living room drinking manhattans and I honestly wasn’t sure. She shook her head and moved closer to me. “Why? Do you want to?” “No,” I said, looking at her as my mind filled with a thousand horrible things. “I mean,...
My New Daddy

My New Daddy

  I have a habit of fucking the wrong men. To clarify, habit is probably not the right word. I should have said passion, compulsion, or addiction. That works better. I’m addicted to fucking the wrong men, and I’ve long since lost any regret or shame I might have...
For The Birthday Girl

For The Birthday Girl

  She was only partially at her own birthday party. Okay, to be fair, she was tied up in the bedroom for most of the night while the party raged on in the living room and kitchen. We drank and talked and played games, and when one or two of us vanished for a...
A Sweet and Sloppy Threesome

A Sweet and Sloppy Threesome

We were in the middle of drinking through her sorrow when she kissed me. It had been a rough afternoon with a lot of tears as she told us about her breakup, and we poured whiskey into the wound like we had a prescription. We laughed in the quiet moments, and we tried...