Threesome With An Artist
A bar brawl, a motel room, and fate.
Everyone in this story is probably over 30, but a gentleman never asks a lady her age. ♕ ♘ ♕ Waking up felt like a mistake. As dull ache and blurry haze resolved into sharp pain and sights of a cheap motel room, Josh considered slipping back down into sleep. The sound of gentle rain explained the drab light that struggled through the lone window's heavy curtain. He had a vague awareness of someone else there. He hoped the...