100 Days

I swear to God I can't get Britney out of my head. Because after several days of not hearing back from WineBar, I kinda let my hormones do the talking for me. Or at least the screwing.

I dunno what's going on with him. Firstly, he hasn't called or texted me back since he and I spoke on FaceTime.

Second, I have texted him a few times. Just to draw him out. But no response. For whatever reason, this guy has gone dark on me. He's stopped answering everything.

I'm sorry. But you don't get so busy so fast that you can't even respond to one text message? With maybe even just a smiley face? It's not that hard?? Right???

Add to the fact that after not getting some for a few days, I'm really really really REALLY uhmm....horny?

My Naughty Angels who I talked to were like just cool it. Take a cold shower. Do something else to get your mind off. But sorry, my occupation is to write about love and sex. And everything I do reminds me of the fact that I'm not getting any.

So Thursday, I went out. No Mom. No Dad. No friends. Dressed in my black fuck me boots and wearing the tightest and most eye-catching Dolce dress that I have. Boobs literally spilling out. And I headed to a bar downtown - Foley's.

I'm from the city. I'm a city girl. Versed in the ways of seduction. It literally took me 10 minutes and one Cosmo to find the guy that I settled on for the evening. Spent the evening making sure he wasn't a weirdo. Made sure I had condoms in my purse. He's a doctor at the hospital that my Mom works at (go figure?). Single. No kids.

It was a foregone conclusion this guy was taking me back. Cock, not as big as WineBar and WineBar has better abs, but DoctorDick knew how to use what God gave him. And he took me to paradise. Plenty of times. Enough to satisfy me at the end and leave me panting.

I went home around 3 am. Snuck in like I used to back in high school. Lay down on the bed. And wondered whether I should feel happy or sad.

Hugs and kisses and lots of love,

Alexis

Afterword

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Athena’s Puzzle, a short story by Alexis Angel.

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Athena’s Puzzle

Malcolm

I half-filled my glass with scotch and downed the whole thing at once, letting it burn down my throat. It’s been awhile since I tasted scotch for the last time, but I found myself in dire need of a drink.

Why?

Well, I wasn’t feeling bad, sad or whatever the fuck normal, well-adjusted people would call it. I was just feeling worried. I was the luckiest man in the world, having the most amazing woman by my side, and still I couldn’t brush off this worry.

I moved in with Athena six months ago, and these have been the absolute best days of my life. I was broken, now I’m whole. However lame that might sound, it was simply the absolute truth.