Rashomon

V continues her tale — kneeling, this time without hesitation, in a room full of strangers at Le Trapeze.

V recounts the first part of our evening — a jazz lounge, wet anticipation, and a dropped pen.

V tells her side of the story, starting with bourbon, buttons, and a text at 10:01.

Véronique tells her side of our second date – the power shifts, the pussy waterboarding, and the relentless finale against the desk.

Véronique tells her side of the story. The differences are as fun as the similarities.

Véronique tells her side of our second evening together.

Véronique has a good memory, and she’s not shy about sharing it.

Véronique picks up where she left off — the cold air, the car, the Liberty Hotel with its green neon and painted ceiling.

Véronique tells you about our first date, in her own words.

Mara describes her experience of Le Trapeze. And my cock. And Jen. And Jack. And Jack’s girlfriend.