Get-togethers with friends rarely end well. Especially when there are several empty bottles of whiskey on the table and your best friend has just left for the graveyard shift, leaving you alone with his exhausted wife. I stayed overnight on their stretched-out couch because I couldn't drive in my current state. My head was buzzing, my groin felt pleasantly tingly from the alcohol, and the whole world seemed a little blurry and malleable. Lisa fell asleep almost immediately, right there in the chair. I'd been watching her for the last half hour. The way her head slowly slumped onto her chest, the way her heavy eyelashes fell onto her cheeks. She was damn beautiful. Redhead, sprinkled with freckles, with a curve that made your mouth water. And her smile when she laughed... I'd caught myself staring at her many times. At my friend's wife, for fuck's sake. I got up from the couch and walked closer. She was fast asleep, breathing evenly. She smelled of whiskey and her... continue reading