The Wrong Way In
Right off, I'm twenty-three years old and I should have known better.
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Group Sex stories. Group Sex stories, from quick reads to long series. Reads run 17 to 23 minutes. Writers to know: Storm Story, Indigo Garden and Heather Study. Readers usually start with “The Locksmith's Van” and “The Spite Hike”. Ranked by how many readers finish them. Some are free to read in full; the rest open with a free preview.
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41 42 Layover in Houston
The breakup happened on a Tuesday, which I think says everything.
43 Forklift and the Fourth
I'm Serena, twenty-four years old, and I drive a forklift for a living.
44 The Late Shift Swap
I'm forty-two years old, divorced two years now, and I drive a box truck for a medical supply company, which means most of my nights look…
45 The Aurora Room
The invitation came in a cream envelope with no stamp, which meant someone had walked it to my shop and paid the meter while they did it.
46 Reunion at Red Ridge
I'm twenty-nine years old and I got dumped by text message.
47 Late Night Kitchen Heat
The last ticket came in at 10:40 and by eleven the dining room was empty and I was alone in my kitchen, wiping down my station like it was…
48 The Roastery Rendezvous
I got to the Burrows & Son roastery at nine in the morning, three hours before the memorial was set to start, because flowers take time…
49 The Lighthouse Keeper's Wife
My name is Elias.
50 The Door Between Their Hearts
My name is Pierre Spaulding, I'm thirty-four years old, and I roast coffee for a living, which means my garage always smells like a bakery…
51 The Locked Gallery
I'm Colette Zimmer, thirty-two, and I clean a university for a living.
52 The Tango Lesson
My youngest moved into his dorm in August, and by September the house was so quiet I could hear the refrigerator thinking.
53 The Overnight Shift
The invitation had come by email, which felt weird enough.
54 Last Call for Us
I had one more night in Meridian and a list of things I never got done.
55 The Spice Rack Confession
The moving truck sat dead in the gravel lot, hood up, when we pulled in.
56 Late Shift Relief
I can't believe we're still scrubbing mulch off our boots at this hour!
57 The Anniversary Dive
The dive boat was supposed to be my treat to myself.
58 The Sweetest Temptation After Hours
*This one came from a mood, not a plan, something about the quiet after a loud party and what four consenting adults might do with the…
59 Fire Escape Summer
Okay, so here's how my August went sideways, and I mean that in the best way.
60 Last Call Climb
I had told myself a dozen times on the drive over that I could still turn around.