Woman in charge Stories

What can you do with an inexperienced young man as a lover? A lot, it seems. In the amber glow of early evening, I sip chilled white wine behind oversized sunglasses, floating away. Cami is late, and the bar buzzes with workers shedding their weekday personas. My lips curve into that indelible grin again. I cannot shake it. A secret rests within. I want strangers to know what put it there. I am alive again, vibrant, a sex...

“So?” Camille’s expectant eyebrow rises. I shake my head. Such is our friendship; she knows me well enough by now. “Oh.” She lifts her coffee to her lips, giving me a pause for thought. This is not something to dwell on; no post-mortem is required regardless of her ingenue eyes. Around us, the bright conversations and the incidental sounds of the café continue. Sunlight streams through the windows, and this good weather i...