Ethics Stories

The motel room smelled faintly of bleach and stale air conditioning, but Alexis barely noticed. Her bare back arched off the sunken mattress as her latest hookup—a fit, dark-haired man in his mid-thirties—thrust into her with rhythmic force, his abs flexing with every motion. “God,” he groaned in her ear, gripping her hips tightly. “You are… unreal. I’ve never been with anyone as beautiful as you.” Flattery like that didn...