
Play Along With Me
The fantasy begins: a Harrison and Sinthia story
Jul 28, 2017 · 5 min read
I am shaking in anticipation as I take a seat at the bar where we had agreed to meet. My pheromones must be pouring off me like water. There is a young man looking at me, and I think he wants to buy me a drink. Of course, this low-cut dress might have something to do with it. He makes his move just as you enter the bar. You walk straight up to us.

