Threesomes

Penelope finally found the word she was looking for. It wasn’t the one I was hoping for.

From a reverie about a threesome to a 911 call in the back of a cab.

The logistics of assembling a group encounter, and a candid note on the difference between gently preferring something and dangerously needing it.

The story of my evening with Rose and Penelope, told in reverse. We’re at the part where Penelope walks through the door.

The interstices, the lacunae, and the trajectories — that’s where the heat is. Here, I pick up where I left off with Rose.

I give her an assignment. A detailed, demanding, arousing assignment.

Two women in cotton dresses, standing against a wall, waiting for me.

If I see a beautiful woman wearing a t-shirt that says “Unicorns are real,” is she telling me about her predilection for FFM threesomes?

On distant buddies and virtual threesomes.

In which the lovely Charlotte and the lovely Sarah meet….