Chronicles Of One Night Stands
I drank just enough to fall asleep immediately I got back home, without being hit by the guilt of betraying my mother, or reaching for my toys, calling out Sergio’s name until I orgasmed.
He had really messed with my head.
And just like every other night, I was at the bar, drinking slowly, not caring about the men whistling at me, until I suddenly became self-aware when someone took a seat beside me.
“Someone’s there, they just went to the restroom…” I was saying, about to brush the person off, but my words trailed off as I stared at the familiar face yet again. It was Sergio.
“Hello, stranger,” Sergio beamed, ruffling his hair under the bar light, and I found myself drawn back into the web