Van

Even though I’d gotten up twice throughout the night to add wood to the fire, I woke to the chill of the air upon my face. Julia’s soft curves and flat planes brought more than warmth to my body beneath the blankets.

As I reached for her, I had a moment of concern, worried that Julia was sore and worn out from my insatiable desires. Perhaps they weren’t insatiable, but they’d been backed up by years of denial. Finding her was the ...