Mile High Club

Any attempt to hear the bathroom lock over the noise of the airplane is futile. Standing in front of the bi-folding metal door, prepared to leave, or at least having the appearance of leaving if anyone pressed through the unlocked opening. I take a deep breath before pushing the aperture into a pleat and step…

Stranger Sex

The morning light breaks through the window forcing my eyelids open. Allowing my vision time to adjust before making my French exit from this Parisian apartment, I watch the light creep down the far wall, slowly illuminating the worn wallpaper and vintage gold frames. If it wasn’t such a horrendous hour to wake up it…