Unexpected

The theatre was old and the chairs showed their age: their undersides scratched, cement-colored paint rubbed away around the edges, exposing the metal beneath. The red velvet insides looked the color of dried blood in the hazy pre-film light. The man pulled his aisle seat down like a lever and sat, grimacing at the lumpiness…

Working Through the Interruptions

Kate: I’m feeling horny…(devil emoji) Jim: Excellent. What does that mean for me? (smiley emoji) Kate: Don’t know yet…something like a blowjob… Jim: Something LIKE a blowjob? Kate: Well…no…an actual blowjob. Jim: Elaborate. Kate: Well, first, I’d unzip your jeans, but I’d keep eye contact the whole time…I love it when you just stare into my eyes……

Preparation

It’s quiet. Like I’m home alone…but I’m not. Laying here, in the bed at half past eight in the morning, I imagine that my family is in the living room: husband reading, and our child plugged into headphones as to not disturb. The blankets are heavy above me, holding me down, refusing me access to…

Signs

Someone else might look at you and miss the signs. But, I don’t even have to see them. I feel your eyes on me, demanding action. It’s up to me to figure out what that might be, which usually leads to a moment of fluttery panic inside…what does he want…what should I do…what if it’s…

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