I bring him home from a show on a Friday night. Through the blacklights and a filter of beer and tequila, heâs friendly and vibrant, his skin a canvas of tattoos and piercings. I have already drunk too much by the time I meet him, but he stays with me after the show, walking night-noisy streets at my shoulder and laughing over coffee until Iâm sober enough to drive. Heâs from out of town, staying at a hotel with friends, so I take him back to my messy apartment and we push the clean laundry off the bed and finish a bottle of wine and fuck like two people who know theyâll never have to find out whether itâs a mistake or not.
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Thus begins the latest story on Fishnet, the online erotic fiction magazine I’m editing: Three, by Leftarrow. To read more, read the rest of the story. (Not for anyone under 18.) Enjoy!