I was exhausted. It was supposed to be my day off so I hadn’t gone to sleep when I got home; instead I’d cleaned and gotten my laundry started. When the manager had called and asked me to cover, I tried to get some sleep, but it evaded me much like it had for the last few days. Ever since Ace had thrown the outrageous suggestion of having a threesome at me. Not just any threesome, but one with another man. I knew he liked men that way; I was more shocked by the idea of having two men at once. They wouldn’t be focused on me, but each other as well and that scared me. He had shown up at my apartment numerous times. Thankfully, I hadn’t given him my number so I didn’t have to worry about him blowing my phone up. I’d barely let him sleep with me and already he was wanting me to let someone join us. When I’d pushed him to tell me, I’d thought it was some kinky act. Boy, had I been surprised. I’d run from my house, yanking on whatever clothes I found along the way.
