Sunday morning was grey and cold. I woke early, forcing myself out of bed and into the shower. Midway through feeling guilty for wasting so much hot water, I remembered Scott. Had he been serious about everything he’d said? Surely,...
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It had been a week since I’d spent the night – or a large proportion of the night – with Scott. I hadn’t heard from him since his parting text message. He was back in LA and I was back...
Everything was dark. The light was off and I was lying face down and naked on the hotel bed. Scott had placed the pillows from the bed beneath my lower stomach, in order to raise my ass up. I had...
East Coast, West Coast (Part 1)
"Ally meets her father's friend."
It was a wet, windy New York evening when I first met Scott. I was supposed to be having dinner with my parents that evening but in usual style, my mother had another most important thing to attend to, and...
Zane
"Fantasies can come true."
I had no idea how long I’d been lying on the floor of his basement. There was no clock. I wasn’t wearing a watch. It was dark. Cold. The solid concrete floor was uncomfortable and I shifted as best as...