Girls Do It Better
Alexa
Inside my house I stop in the living room. My furniture hasn’t changed in six years. The sofa in the corner is the same one where Zena and I first made love. Wasn’t that a night?
In the shower, I think of the details. At the bar where all I wanted to do was rip her clothes off and fuck her with my tongue until she screamed my name. Who cared if she was experimenting? I didn’t care. I wanted to…