Make Me Yours
I saw another guy on the bus when I got on, blond, athletic, full of his own importance, but in that sexy kind of way, that way that oozed so much confidence you wanted to lick it up.
Which I’ve never done, by the way, I’m a virgin after all. As the bus drove off, headed in the direction of my home, I started to wonder. Could a virgin really bring a paper back to life with an expose on polyamory? I might like to find out.