Two days after the Night (or, as Max calls it, “the night I sexually blossomed.” Ugh.), Max left town for the week to visit an old friend of his from college all the way over in Chicago. I won’t lie; it sucked. That Night (yes, we gave it a capital N) with him was amazing. It was a whirlwind of pleasure.And now he was leaving me.Okay, that sounded really overly dramatic, but you get the point.So after dropping him off at...

Kate and I had only been dating for about seven months by the time we went to that New Year’s Eve party.She was, is, my everything.We had actually met back in college, earlier that year. We had a class together during our last semester before graduating. She sat next to me and was friendly at first. It took me a while before I realized she was flirting with me. But, despite my obliviousness, she stuck with me. Once I regi...

It all started innocently enough.Well, as innocently as sex could be.Relationships can be like that.We were snuggled up on the couch, buried underneath a mountain of blankets, the lights out. The TV was tuned into a hockey game (his choice, not mine.) Sports never really interested me, but I was informed it was a big game, so there we were.I quickly grew bored. I leaned up against him with my head in his lap. My hand abse...

Brandon sat in bed and admired the view he had of Annie in the bathroom. She was standing at the sink, bent over ever so slightly. The old t-shirt of his that Annie had on was riding up, so much so that Brandon could see where her legs met the curve of her cheeks. He smiled, still wrapping his head around the fact that Annie was his girlfriend.Brandon and Annie, short for Annabelle, had only been dating for two months. Th...