Pinky had been halfheartedly venting about something her boyfriend hadn’t paid attention to, asking Ranar if he were similarly coupled.
Obviously he’d had to say yes. What was wrong with Grace?
He had quickly answered the question in the affirmative, not offering any more details, secure in the knowledge Pinky wouldn’t ask. He wasn’t turning up in her inbox in an effort to solicit her nudes, and had no intention of ambushingherwith an image of his frilled erections, and didn’t want her to worry that it was a latent threat. Ranar rationalized that if she thought he had a girlfriend as well, they would be able to continue conversing as they had, with no undue pressure.
And in the event that she ever asked, it wasn’t as there was no one in his life from whom he could draw details. He had dinner with one of his aforementioned horny neighbors once or twice a month, “dinner” that consisted of a bottle of wine he would bring and an entrée on the stove that she had made, a thin pretext for the sex they had in place of eating.
She’s an insurance adjuster, he would say.She has a blue kitchen and a fondness for copper tea kettles. A perplexing number of stuffed animals on the bed.
The kitsune had no deep feelings for him and he had none for her, outside of mutual friendliness, but they were both single, both horny, and she enjoyed his cocks. He would go home sated, leaving her well-fucked, and they wouldn’t do more than wave from their respective driveways when taking out the trash until the itch to do it again struck.
Pinky certainly didn’t need to know aboutthat.
PinksPosies&Pearls:Oh yeah, that’s a good one.
Those people are the worst
Don’t you have anything better to do with time other than be considerate of me?!
You know what else is terrible?
When people expect you to have a reason for disliking someone
“Oh what happened? Did they do something?”
Yeah, their vibes are mid
I don’t need to wait until theydosomething to make them an enemy
A+ observations, you’re already a better student than my whole class
Ranar shifted in place, grinning once he turned back to his orders, undulating slowly as his thoughts turned once again to the woman from that afternoon.Verypretty. Was she really flirting with you?This was Grace’s doing, he thought in annoyance. If she hadn’t been there in the shop when the woman had come in, Ranar would have rung her out without incident, might not have even noticed how attractive she was, and he certainly wouldn’t be swaying here with heat in his belly if Grace hadn’t put the fantastical notion that the woman was flirting with him in his head, which in turn sent it straight to his groin.
It was Grace’s fault, but also his fault for letting his imagination run away with his online friendship. Puddles of puberty be damned, hewasn’ta teenager with no control over his body’s responses. He was a grown-up and he had work to do.
And this afternoon when you leave, you’re going to pick up a bottle of Shiraz.
It was the kitsune’s favorite, and visiting her that evening would be a sure way to get rid of this inch beneath his skin.
The Unsung Virtue of Ghosting
Sumi
ChaoticConcertina:PLEASE take a moment to be awestruck with me
Look at the STATE of this wisteria. What were they feeding it?!
A steady diet of cocaine and whiskey? Straight steroids?
You could swing from this thing!
We need to reevaluate, Pinky.
All the plants need to start living dangerously if this is the result.
“Active harm in the form of covert threats sent across classrooms, bullying on an indetectable scale, leaving teachers and administrators helpless to intervene. Diminished academic achievement from even the best of students, and a no-contest tool of distraction for those already facing classroom challenges.”
From the corner of the table, the subtle vibration of her cell phone made Sumi bite her lip, squirming in her seat. Her eyes darted to the edge of the tablecloth as surreptitiously as she could manage. It certainly would not be a good look to interrupt her boyfriend’s oration on the detriment of cell phones in the classroom, nor did she want to prove his point about dwindling attention spans by checking the message notification. Particularly when she was sitting here at the table, squeezing her thighs together at the thought of another man’s arm.
