Chapter 9

“Shane?”

“As long as you pay me, I don’t care what you do with my skin.”

“I concur,” he admitted, satisfied, and began to fuck me, pressing his shaft against me and inside my smooth body.

Even if life isn’t a fairy tale, it was good then. I had found two men who enjoyed spending time with me: one older and experienced, the other youthful and innocently dangerous. Both cared for me. Both wanted to have sex with me. Both enjoyed kissing me and holding my hand—among other body parts. And both became my lovers.

6: Lovers

Alex:

I received a hemp bracelet from him. He told me he bought it at a pot shop called Header in the Village. And, with the bracelet, he presented a baggie of pot, which we smoked in our apartment and totally got wasted and crocked and sucked each other’s cocks and rocked our worlds and fucked and ate each other’s spunk and eventually fell asleep and…

“What happened last night?” I asked, waking in his naked arms.

“The bracelet I gave you has special powers.”