The following Thursday, I didn't hear anything from Mel. I didn’t really expect to, either. I hoped, of course, but I knew shit had been a bit crazy as of late. I figured she needed space. Hell, I needed space! It was a lot to take in after all. Would our last night's parking lot event change everything between me and Mel? Would it be awkward? More hot encounters? Less? Maybe she would quit and that would be it! "God, I h...

After the revelations about myself from the prior week, I was filled with something I’d felt very little of before. Motivation. Inspiration. Aspiration. I had so far in my young life just existed. Floated. I got decent at most things, but never really excelled in anything. I wonder how this ‘new me’ had come to exist. Was it all because of Mel? Or perhaps it was that I had discovered myself to be bolder than I’d given mys...

“I gotta hurry, thanks tho. I have to rush home to pick up the kids and make dinner. Walking home gives me a breather,” Melissa said, or Mel for short. I had just offered my coworker a ride home. It was getting dark, and she firmly insisted on walking home, as usual. We worked from the afternoon to the evening so it was almost always dark outside when we finished. Additionally, winter was around the corner, so every shift...