by Jack Stratton | May 21, 2026 | Uncategorized
I had been to fancy events before, though never a white tie ball. I’d been to museum galas and fancy dinners and all sorts of elegant gatherings, but that was back in New York, in the familiarity of the Upper East Side. That night I was in foreign territory, the...
by Jack Stratton | May 21, 2026 | Uncategorized
Sometimes the word “crush” made perfect sense. It felt like that, like being crushed, like being pressed under the weight of want, the density of desire. Sometimes I thought about Caitlyn and my chest swelled. She was just so pretty and kind and charming. Maybe we all...
by Jack Stratton | May 21, 2026 | Uncategorized
Kay stood in front of the full-length mirror and slowly slipped the Batgirl Underoos up her freshly shaven legs until they were halfway up her thighs. She paused, looking at her reflection. She was naked except for the purple and gray fabric suspended between her open...
by Jack Stratton | May 21, 2026 | Uncategorized
Aubrey drifted in and out of sleep. They had set her up by a window, with the view of the trees and the birds and the mountains in the distance. All the glory of the Hudson Valley to gaze upon during her convalescence. It was nice to have the window open in the...
by Jack Stratton | May 21, 2026 | Uncategorized
Lucy saw Mark standing in front of the NoHo Grand looking at his phone. He looked handsome in the streetlight. A well-fitting black suit and a skinny black tie, holding a briefcase. Like a Tarantino character or something. He looked up to see her as she crossed the...