Oil and Indifference
I was twenty-three that summer and I had a job inspecting bridges along the coast road, which sounds more interesting than it was.
Stories in Fetish tagged oil and massage, ranked by how many readers finish them. Reads run 14 to 20 minutes. Writers to know: Cobalt Ticket, Lark Letter and Twilight Wave. Readers usually start with “Oil and Indifference” and “Tar and Tenderness”. Some are free to read in full; the rest open with a free preview.
I was twenty-three that summer and I had a job inspecting bridges along the coast road, which sounds more interesting than it was.
The tarworks smells like a bad decision that got left out in the sun, and that night it smelled worse than usual, because they'd fired up…
Henrietta here, twenty-three, and I should say up front that this whole thing started because of a rock.
I locked the storage unit door and leaned on it for a second, because my arms had stopped being reliable.
I missed the train by four minutes.
The email came on a Tuesday and it had the word "synergy" in the first sentence, which is never a good sign.
Kimmy was forty-two years old and she had spent most of those years talking to machines.
I'm sixty-three years old and I pour coffee for a living, or at least part of a living.
"You brought massage oil on a ferry?"
Okay so here's how my Monday went.