The Layover Agreement
The thing you have to understand about me is that I plan things.
Stories in Fetish tagged stockings and lingerie, ranked by how many readers finish them. Reads run 12 to 20 minutes. Writers to know: Session of Paper, Topaz Ledger and Lodge of Winter. Readers usually start with “The Layover Agreement” and “The Mossy Bell Dare”. Some are free to read in full; the rest open with a free preview.
The thing you have to understand about me is that I plan things.
Fifty-two years old today and I'm standing outside a burial vault factory.
The shop smells like old paper and dust.
The ship lurches onto the salt at nine in the morning and nobody tells you how loud it is.
Five in the morning and the farmers market was already packed.
My name is Pat, I'm 33, and at 2:13 AM on a Thursday I was crouched under my desk in my garage tracing a Cat6 cable that had stopped…
My name is Oscar, I'm thirty-four years old, and I have been bound to a drawer full of stockings for the past three years, by a piece of…
My locker sticks again.
Penelope found the paper on a Tuesday afternoon in June, the second to last week of school.
The drive took three hours and I spent most of it arguing with myself about whether I even deserved the night off.
Four months is a long time.
Dalton Reyes was thirty-two years old, and he had moved into the Cedar Court garden apartments for one reason, and the reason was petty.