Erotica

Instructions for the tall girl — and for everyone reading along.

Four pictures, zero meetings, and a voice message I can’t forget.

L challenged me to write a three-sentence story. About us.

The real turn-on isn’t the picture, the movie, the voicemail. It’s knowing you did as I asked.

A complete story in three sentences.

I’m not submissive, but lately I’ve been curious. A Twitter spat with a right-wing operative got me thinking — and writing — things I’ll never post.

She’s sitting four feet from me, and we’ve never spoken a word.

A woman in a shop window stops me cold.

She wants me to write about her. But I write about what I think and what I do — and she’s not quite either.

When all you can do is feel, everything I do becomes a surprise.