My Professor Asked Me to Meet Him in the Library After Class
When he called me up to his desk and told me to stop distracting him, I knew that by Friday my thong wasn’t going home with me.
LaraMDQ
Stories by LaraMDQ, page 4
What Happened That Night and I Never Told Anyone
Mateo was twenty-five and had a look that didn’t ask permission. When Andrés invited him home, we both knew that night wasn’t going to end soon.