At The Lake
Massage from stranger leads to much more
I awoke with a startle to Karen's soft gasp of surprise. She had just come upon me curled up belly-to-belly with Jay, half asleep, heads resting on each other's inner thighs. Karen. My oldest friend, my nursing school buddy, my unrequited lust object, seeing me with a stranger. Our eyes met in the semidark of the room, dawning realization in hers, love in mine. ----------------------------- I groaned softly as I turned on...