by Mercy Loomis
Copyright 2010 by Mercy Loomis
Originally published in Please, Sir: Erotic Stories of Female Submission, ed. Rachel Kramer Bussel. Berkeley, CA: Cleis Press, 2010.
Cover design by Mercy Loomis. Photography by Tea / Dreamstime.com.
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This is a work of fiction. Any references to historical events, real people, or real locales are used fictitiously. Other names, characters, places, and incidents are the product of the author’s imagination, and any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons, living or dead (or undead), is entirely coincidental.
Guests meandered in and out of the room, the air filled with the babble of a dozen different conversations. She-Ra joked loudly with a guy in a white lab coat. A flapper who had relinquished her cigarette holder in favor of a cup of punch sat with crossed legs on the knee of Darth Maul. My husband Sean, dressed all in black as usual, but with a cape and tunic over his poet shirt, was talking computers with a man dressed as his own evil twin. Sean leaned forward in the chair, gesturing with one hand, and the other man nodded thoughtfully.
I myself sat quietly on the floor at Sean’s feet, pretending to listen to what he was saying. It was a prosaic scene, Halloween costumes aside—a full house of thirty-somethings, eating, drinking, and talking politics.
It was not a situation in which I normally found myself quivering with arousal.